The Poems of William CollinsH. Frowde, 1907 - Всего страниц: 90 |
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... mistress , with his literary friends , Millar , Davies or Manby the publishers , or Ragsdale or Dr. Hill or Joseph Warton or Dr. Johnson . For in those days of uncertainty , when he was living with and on MEMOIR xiii.
... mistress , with his literary friends , Millar , Davies or Manby the publishers , or Ragsdale or Dr. Hill or Joseph Warton or Dr. Johnson . For in those days of uncertainty , when he was living with and on MEMOIR xiii.
Стр. xxxi
... Hill having proved that they were erroneously ascribed to Collins by Dr. Johnson . ( Dr. Johnson's Letters , ii . 130. ) 6 6 It will be seen that where a choice of texts has arisen , that which was undoubtedly sanctioned by Collins ...
... Hill having proved that they were erroneously ascribed to Collins by Dr. Johnson . ( Dr. Johnson's Letters , ii . 130. ) 6 6 It will be seen that where a choice of texts has arisen , that which was undoubtedly sanctioned by Collins ...
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... Hills , in Summer's sultry Heat , Have lent the Monarch oft a cool Retreat , Sweet to the Sight is Zabran's flow'ry Plain , And once by Maids and Shepherds lov'd in vain ! No more the Virgins shall delight to rove , By Sargis ' Banks or ...
... Hills , in Summer's sultry Heat , Have lent the Monarch oft a cool Retreat , Sweet to the Sight is Zabran's flow'ry Plain , And once by Maids and Shepherds lov'd in vain ! No more the Virgins shall delight to rove , By Sargis ' Banks or ...
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... : Th ' affrighted Shepherds thro ' the Dews of Night , Wide o'er the Moon - light Hills , renew'd their Flight . THE END OF THE FOURTH AND LAST ECLOGUE . VERSES HUMBLY ADDRESS'D TO SIR THOMAS HANMER ON HIS EDITION 18 PERSIAN ECLOGUES.
... : Th ' affrighted Shepherds thro ' the Dews of Night , Wide o'er the Moon - light Hills , renew'd their Flight . THE END OF THE FOURTH AND LAST ECLOGUE . VERSES HUMBLY ADDRESS'D TO SIR THOMAS HANMER ON HIS EDITION 18 PERSIAN ECLOGUES.
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... Hills , and led her Laureate Band : But staid to sing alone To one distinguish'd Throne , And turn'd thy Face , and fled her alter'd Land . 7 . No more , in Hall or Bow'r , The Passions own thy Pow'r , Love , only Love her forceless ...
... Hills , and led her Laureate Band : But staid to sing alone To one distinguish'd Throne , And turn'd thy Face , and fled her alter'd Land . 7 . No more , in Hall or Bow'r , The Passions own thy Pow'r , Love , only Love her forceless ...
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ANTISTROPHE Bard blest Bow'r breathe charm Chichester Circassia Collins's Colonel Martin Colonel Ross Death of Colonel delight demyship drest dwell edition Ev'n ev'ry Eyes fair Fairy Fancy Fear Feet Flow'rs folding Star fond friends Gentleman's Magazine gentlest Gilbert White Grief Grove hail Hand haunt hear Heart Heav'n honour Hour Isle John Home John Ragsdale Johnson join'd Joseph Warton letter lived London lov'd Love magic Maid melting midst Mind mourn Muse Myrtles ne'er Numbers Nymph o'er Oxford Passions Payne pensive Persian Eclogues Pity Pity's Plains poems poet Poet's Poetical possest pour'd Pow'r Queen's College Rage retir'd round rove Scene Shade Shepherds Shrine Sir Thomas Hanmer sister Song Sons of Soul sooth Sophocles Soul Sound Spring stanza sullen sung Swain sweet Tears Thee Thomas Warton Thou thought thro Toil Vale wild William Collins Winchester College Wizzard written Youth ἐν
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Стр. 52 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams ! Or if chill blust'ring winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet ; be mine the hut That, from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires ! And hears their simple bell ! and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil...
Стр. 51 - Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum: Now teach me, maid composed, To breathe some softened strain, Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit, As, musing...
Стр. 58 - Poured through the mellow horn her pensive soul : And, dashing soft from rocks around, Bubbling runnels joined the sound ; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace, and lonely musing In hollow murmurs died away.
Стр. 64 - And mid the varied landscape weep. But thou, who own'st that earthy bed, Ah ! what will every dirge avail? Or tears which love and pity shed, That mourn beneath the gliding sail?
Стр. 51 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Стр. 63 - Then maids and youths shall linger here, And while its sounds at distance swell, Shall sadly seem in pity's ear To hear the woodland pilgrim's knell.