The Poems of William CollinsH. Frowde, 1907 - Всего страниц: 90 |
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... fate of Collins , with whom I once delighted to converse , and whom I yet remember with tenderness , ' wrote Dr. Johnson : and he could hardly have expressed in more fitting words the emotion which the death of the poet must have roused ...
... fate of Collins , with whom I once delighted to converse , and whom I yet remember with tenderness , ' wrote Dr. Johnson : and he could hardly have expressed in more fitting words the emotion which the death of the poet must have roused ...
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... fate which Johnson dreaded for himself descended with slow relentless force . Yet lives there one whose heedless eye Shall scorn thy pale shrine glimmering near ! With him , sweet Bard , may Fancy die , And Joy desert the blooming year ...
... fate which Johnson dreaded for himself descended with slow relentless force . Yet lives there one whose heedless eye Shall scorn thy pale shrine glimmering near ! With him , sweet Bard , may Fancy die , And Joy desert the blooming year ...
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... Fates ordain , The dear Deserters shall return again . O come , thou Modesty , as they decree , The Rose may then improve her Blush by Thee . Here make thy Court amidst our rural Scene , And Shepherd - Girls shall own Thee for their ...
... Fates ordain , The dear Deserters shall return again . O come , thou Modesty , as they decree , The Rose may then improve her Blush by Thee . Here make thy Court amidst our rural Scene , And Shepherd - Girls shall own Thee for their ...
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... Fate , some former Hanmer join'd Each beauteous image of the tuneful mind ; And bad , like Thee , his Athens , ever claim , A fond Alliance , with the Poet's Name . Oxford , Dec. 3 , 1743 . FINIS . ODES ON SEVERAL DESCRIPTIVE and ...
... Fate , some former Hanmer join'd Each beauteous image of the tuneful mind ; And bad , like Thee , his Athens , ever claim , A fond Alliance , with the Poet's Name . Oxford , Dec. 3 , 1743 . FINIS . ODES ON SEVERAL DESCRIPTIVE and ...
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... Fate , O'er mortal Bliss prevail : The Buskin'd Muse shall near her stand , And sighing prompt her tender Hand , With each disastrous Tale . 7 . There let me oft , retir'd by Day , In Dreams of Passion melt away , Allow'd with Thee to ...
... Fate , O'er mortal Bliss prevail : The Buskin'd Muse shall near her stand , And sighing prompt her tender Hand , With each disastrous Tale . 7 . There let me oft , retir'd by Day , In Dreams of Passion melt away , Allow'd with Thee to ...
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Стр. 58 - He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down ; And with a withering look The war-denouncing trumpet took And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe ! And ever and anon he beat...
Стр. 58 - ... twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She...
Стр. 40 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Стр. 60 - Can well recall what then it heard. Where is thy native simple heart Devote to Virtue, Fancy, Art?
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.