Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of Each AuthorThomas Davison, 1825 - 562 páginas |
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... less warmth of feeling and natural enthusiasm than the author of THE SEASONS . He has also fine manly sense , a pensive and in- teresting turn of thought , tenderness occasionally running into the most touching pathos , and a patriotic ...
... less warmth of feeling and natural enthusiasm than the author of THE SEASONS . He has also fine manly sense , a pensive and in- teresting turn of thought , tenderness occasionally running into the most touching pathos , and a patriotic ...
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... less that any like did use : And who with gracious bread the hungry feeds , His alms for want of faith he doth accuse ; So every good to bad he doth abuse : And eke the verse of famous poets ' wit He does backbite , and spiteful poison ...
... less that any like did use : And who with gracious bread the hungry feeds , His alms for want of faith he doth accuse ; So every good to bad he doth abuse : And eke the verse of famous poets ' wit He does backbite , and spiteful poison ...
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... less fair was found : So hid in locks and waves from lookers ' theft , Nought but her lovely face she for his looking left . Withal she laughed , and she blush'd withal , That blushing to her laughter gave more grace , And laughter to ...
... less fair was found : So hid in locks and waves from lookers ' theft , Nought but her lovely face she for his looking left . Withal she laughed , and she blush'd withal , That blushing to her laughter gave more grace , And laughter to ...
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... less sorry wight , For that mishap , yet seeing him to mourn , They all are Graces which on her depend , Besides a thousand more , which ready be Her to adorn , whenso she forth doth wend : But these three in the midst do chief on her ...
... less sorry wight , For that mishap , yet seeing him to mourn , They all are Graces which on her depend , Besides a thousand more , which ready be Her to adorn , whenso she forth doth wend : But these three in the midst do chief on her ...
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... less . Look here , I say . " I look'd , and Stella spied , Who hard by made a window send forth light . My heart then quaked , then dazzled were my eyes ; One hand forgot to rule , th ' other to fight ; Nor trumpet's sound I heard , nor ...
... less . Look here , I say . " I look'd , and Stella spied , Who hard by made a window send forth light . My heart then quaked , then dazzled were my eyes ; One hand forgot to rule , th ' other to fight ; Nor trumpet's sound I heard , nor ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Anacreon arms beauty behold bliss blood breast call'd Canace Chanticleer Comus courser dame death delight doth dread earth elfin knight eternal ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire friends gold goodly goth grace ground hand happy hast hath head heart Heav'n Hell hire honour Hudibras Jebusites Jove king lady light live lord lov'd Lycidas mighty mind MOMUS mortal Muse ne'er never nigh night noble numbers nymph o'er once pain peace pleas'd poets pow'r praise prepar'd pride prince rage rais'd rest Reynard sacred Satan satyrs seem'd shade shew sight sing song soul speke stood sweet swiche tell thee thence ther Theseus thine things thou thought trewe turn'd Twas unto Venus goddesse vex'd ween whan wind wings wise wood youth
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Página 134 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Página 95 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Página 214 - Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Página 79 - This my full rest shall be; England ne'er mourn for me, Nor more esteem me. Victor I will remain, Or on this earth lie slain; Never shall she sustain Loss to redeem me.
Página 476 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Página 455 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Página 97 - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Página 151 - Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Página 214 - And, amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise : See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes Behold a ghastly band, Each a torch in his hand...
Página 111 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.