Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical PrefacesLongman, Rees, Orme, Brown and Green, 1826 - 807 pàgines |
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... morning , timely rapt with holy fire , I thought to form unto my zealous Muse , What kind of creature I could most ... morn now riseth , and invites To sports , to dances , and delights : All envious , and prophane away , This is the ...
... morning , timely rapt with holy fire , I thought to form unto my zealous Muse , What kind of creature I could most ... morn now riseth , and invites To sports , to dances , and delights : All envious , and prophane away , This is the ...
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... Morn , From the side of some hoar hill , Through the high wood echoing shrill ; Some time walking , not unseen , By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green , Right against the eastern - gate Where the great Sun begins his state , Rob'd in ...
... Morn , From the side of some hoar hill , Through the high wood echoing shrill ; Some time walking , not unseen , By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green , Right against the eastern - gate Where the great Sun begins his state , Rob'd in ...
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... morn , His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the corn , That ten day - labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubbar fiend , And , stretch'd out all the chimney's length , Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And crop - full out ...
... morn , His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the corn , That ten day - labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubbar fiend , And , stretch'd out all the chimney's length , Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And crop - full out ...
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... Morn appear , Not trick'd and frounc'd as she was wont With the Attic boy to hunt , But kercheft in a comely cloud , While rocking winds are piping loud , Or ushered with a shower still When the gust hath blown his fill , Ending on the ...
... Morn appear , Not trick'd and frounc'd as she was wont With the Attic boy to hunt , But kercheft in a comely cloud , While rocking winds are piping loud , Or ushered with a shower still When the gust hath blown his fill , Ending on the ...
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... morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low , but mounted high , To lay their just hands on that golden key , That opes the ... Morn went out with sandals gray ; He touch'd the tender stops of various quills , With eager thought warbling his ...
... morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low , but mounted high , To lay their just hands on that golden key , That opes the ... Morn went out with sandals gray ; He touch'd the tender stops of various quills , With eager thought warbling his ...
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Adam Anacreon angels arm'd arms beast behold bliss bright call'd cherub cherubim clouds COMUS coursers Dagon dark death deep delight divine dread Earth eternal evil eyes fair fame fate Father fear fire flame fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill honour hope Israel join'd king labour light live Lord Lubberkin Lycidas maid Messiah mighty mind mortal Muse night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er pain Paradise pass'd peace Philistines plain pleas'd praise quire rage rais'd reign return'd rise round Satan seat seem'd shade shalt sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits Spleen stood sweet taste Thebes thee thence Theseus thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd Twas vex'd VIRG virtue voice whence winds wings wonder
Passatges populars
Pàgina 8 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of link-ed sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running ; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of Harmony : That Orpheus...
Pàgina 136 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee...
Pàgina 373 - Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease ; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear like the Turk no brother near the throne ,View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that...
Pàgina 10 - Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next, Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe.
Pàgina 352 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way ; Yet simple nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud-topp'd hill, an humbler heaven...
Pàgina 228 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Pàgina 353 - Great in the earth as in th' ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze. Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent. Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Pàgina 7 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides: — Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
Pàgina 14 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream, and solemn vision, Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear, Till oft converse with heavenly habitants Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal.
Pàgina 10 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold ! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers...