The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volumen641790 |
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... fcene deform , Nor check thy glad fome toils ; Still may the buds unfullied spring , Still showers and funshine court thy wing To thefe ambrofial spoils . B 2 IV . Nor IV . Nor shall my Muse hereafter fail Her fellow [ 3 ] Preface, Page.
... fcene deform , Nor check thy glad fome toils ; Still may the buds unfullied spring , Still showers and funshine court thy wing To thefe ambrofial spoils . B 2 IV . Nor IV . Nor shall my Muse hereafter fail Her fellow [ 3 ] Preface, Page.
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... thefe wintery fhades to pleafe ? Come , Chearfulness , triumphant fair , Shine through the hovering cloud of care : O fweet of language , mild of mien , O Virtue's friend and Pleafure's queen , Affwage the flames that burn my breaft ...
... thefe wintery fhades to pleafe ? Come , Chearfulness , triumphant fair , Shine through the hovering cloud of care : O fweet of language , mild of mien , O Virtue's friend and Pleafure's queen , Affwage the flames that burn my breaft ...
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... Thefe lawns , Olympia's haunt , belong : Oft by yon filver ftream we walk'd , Or fix'd , while Philomela talk'd , Beneath yon copses stood . VII . Nor feldom , where the beachen boughs That rooflefs tower invade , We come while her ...
... Thefe lawns , Olympia's haunt , belong : Oft by yon filver ftream we walk'd , Or fix'd , while Philomela talk'd , Beneath yon copses stood . VII . Nor feldom , where the beachen boughs That rooflefs tower invade , We come while her ...
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... thefe laws , this public care , Which Naffau gave us all to fhare , Had ne'er adorn'd the English name , Could fear have filenc'd freedom's claim . But fear in vain attempts to bind Thofe lofty efforts of the mind Which focial good ...
... thefe laws , this public care , Which Naffau gave us all to fhare , Had ne'er adorn'd the English name , Could fear have filenc'd freedom's claim . But fear in vain attempts to bind Thofe lofty efforts of the mind Which focial good ...
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... mind , " Lo , thefe , " he faith , " lo , these are they " Who to the laws of mine eternal fway " From violence and fear afferted human kind . " IV . I. Thus honor'd while the train Of legiflators IV . J. 78 A KENSIDE'S POEM S.
... mind , " Lo , thefe , " he faith , " lo , these are they " Who to the laws of mine eternal fway " From violence and fear afferted human kind . " IV . I. Thus honor'd while the train Of legiflators IV . J. 78 A KENSIDE'S POEM S.
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Términos y frases comunes
Amalthea arms Bards Behold beneath bids bleft blissful bands bofom breaſt Britiſh caufe cauſe CERINTHUS charms Corycian Damon defire Delia delight divine doft Dryads Ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire fcene fecret fhade fhall fhame filent fing fire firft firſt flame flave flowers fmiles focial foft folemn fome fong fons foon foul fpirit fprings freedom ftands ftate ftill ftrain ftreams fuch fweet glory grove hand hath heart heaven himſelf honour hour infpire Latium loft LXIV lyre maid Margaret of Anjou mind moſt Mufe Muſe muſt Naiads nobler Nymphs o'er paffions pain Pentheus Petrarch Pindar pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praiſe pride rais'd raiſe reafon reft rifing ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhore ſhould ſhrine ſky ſpeaks ſpread ſtate ſtill ſway tender Tethys thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou toils treaſure virtue whofe whoſe Wiſdom wiſh youth
Pasajes populares
Página 186 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Página 208 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...
Página 198 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke : How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke...
Página 204 - Awake, /Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take ; The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres...
Página 200 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 201 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 197 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Página 201 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Página 197 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Página 197 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.