The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry: Extracted from the Works of the Most Eminent English Poets ... and Calculated for the Use, Not Only of Schools, But of Private GentlemenW. J. and J. Richardson; Wilkie and Robinson; G. Robinson; F. and C. Rivington; Scatcherd and Letterman; C. Law; Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme; and Lackington and Company, 1806 - 380 pàgines |
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Pàgina 6
... e'er his highness meant a joke , They grinn'd applause before he spoke ; But at each word what shouts of praise ! Good gods ! how natural he brays ! Elate with flatt'ry and conceit , He seeks his royal sire's retreat : Forward , and ...
... e'er his highness meant a joke , They grinn'd applause before he spoke ; But at each word what shouts of praise ! Good gods ! how natural he brays ! Elate with flatt'ry and conceit , He seeks his royal sire's retreat : Forward , and ...
Pàgina 14
... e'er make her poultry thinner ? Prove that I owe the dame a dinner . Friend , quoth the Cur , I meant no harm : Then why so captious ; why so warm ? My words , in common acceptation , Could never give 14- THE POETICAL.
... e'er make her poultry thinner ? Prove that I owe the dame a dinner . Friend , quoth the Cur , I meant no harm : Then why so captious ; why so warm ? My words , in common acceptation , Could never give 14- THE POETICAL.
Pàgina 20
... E'er found me treach'rous or unjust ? Did I e'er faith or friendship break ? Ask all those creatures : let them speak . My vigilance and trusty zeal Perhaps might serve the public weal . Might not your flocks in safety feed , Were I to ...
... E'er found me treach'rous or unjust ? Did I e'er faith or friendship break ? Ask all those creatures : let them speak . My vigilance and trusty zeal Perhaps might serve the public weal . Might not your flocks in safety feed , Were I to ...
Pàgina 25
... e'er attain to fly ? The project's whimsical , no doubt , But , ere you censure , hear me out : That liberty's our greatest blessing , You'll grant me without further pressing ; C To live confin'd , ' tis plain and clear , PRECEPTOR . 25.
... e'er attain to fly ? The project's whimsical , no doubt , But , ere you censure , hear me out : That liberty's our greatest blessing , You'll grant me without further pressing ; C To live confin'd , ' tis plain and clear , PRECEPTOR . 25.
Pàgina 33
... e'er the generous steed Withhold his labour or his speed ? If you all nature's system scan , The only idle thing is man . A wanton Sparrow long'd to hear Their sage discourse , and straight drew near . The bird was talkative and loud ...
... e'er the generous steed Withhold his labour or his speed ? If you all nature's system scan , The only idle thing is man . A wanton Sparrow long'd to hear Their sage discourse , and straight drew near . The bird was talkative and loud ...
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The Poetical Preceptor: Or A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ... J. An W. J. and J. Richardson Publisher Previsualització no disponible - 2009 |
The Poetical Preceptor: Or A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ... J. An W. J. and J. Richardson Publisher Previsualització no disponible - 2009 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
arms beauty behold beneath birds bless blest bliss blooming bold bosom breast breath bright Brutus Cæsar charms courser Dæmons death delight divine doth dreadful e'er earth eternal Eurydice Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fear flow'rs fool gentle glory grace grove hand happy hath head hear heart Heav'n hills honour Jove king light lov'd lyre majestic band MILTON mind mortal Muse Muse's nature Nature's ne'er Nereids never night numbers nymphs o'er pain passions peace plain pleas'd pleasure pow'r praise pride proud rage rais'd rill rise round scene seem'd shade SHAKESPEARE shew shine sight sing skies sleep smile soft song soul sound spread stream swain sweet tears tempest Theana thee thine thought thro Timotheus toil tongue trembling Twas vale Vex'd virtue voice waves ween wild wind wings wise woods wretch youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 251 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Pàgina 195 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Pàgina 137 - Dancing in the chequer'd shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Pàgina 141 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek...
Pàgina 255 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Pàgina 235 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is called the feast of Crispian.
Pàgina 237 - Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Pàgina 264 - That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Pàgina 42 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Pàgina 138 - 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 linked 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...