The Poems of William CollinsH. Frowde, 1907 - Всего страниц: 90 |
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... round cheeks , and Cupid mouth it is not hard to trace the power as well as the delicacy and fas- tidiousness which enabled him to write the Persian Eclogues three years later . If anecdotes subsequently recorded are worthy of belief ...
... round cheeks , and Cupid mouth it is not hard to trace the power as well as the delicacy and fas- tidiousness which enabled him to write the Persian Eclogues three years later . If anecdotes subsequently recorded are worthy of belief ...
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... ! how still ! the only sound , The dripping of the oar suspended ! -The evening darkness gathers round By virtue's holiest Powers attended . NOTE THE text of Collins's poems involves several problems which MEMOIR xxix.
... ! how still ! the only sound , The dripping of the oar suspended ! -The evening darkness gathers round By virtue's holiest Powers attended . NOTE THE text of Collins's poems involves several problems which MEMOIR xxix.
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... Round , an hideous Form , Howling amidst the Midnight Storm , Or throws him on the ridgy Steep Of some loose hanging Rock to sleep : And with him thousand Phantoms join'd , Who prompt to Deeds accurs'd the Mind : And those , the Fiends ...
... Round , an hideous Form , Howling amidst the Midnight Storm , Or throws him on the ridgy Steep Of some loose hanging Rock to sleep : And with him thousand Phantoms join'd , Who prompt to Deeds accurs'd the Mind : And those , the Fiends ...
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... In warbled Wand'rings round thy green Retreat , * The ȧndwv , or Nightingale , for which Sophocles seems to have entertain❜d a peculiar Fondness . On whose enamel'd Side When holy Freedom died No equal 34 TO SIMPLICITY.
... In warbled Wand'rings round thy green Retreat , * The ȧndwv , or Nightingale , for which Sophocles seems to have entertain❜d a peculiar Fondness . On whose enamel'd Side When holy Freedom died No equal 34 TO SIMPLICITY.
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... some mighty Task , I only seek to find thy temp'rate Vale : Where oft my Reed might sound To Maids and Shepherds round , And all thy Sons , O Nature , learn my Tale . ODE ON THE POETICAL CHARACTER . As once , if 36 ODE TO SIMPLICITY.
... some mighty Task , I only seek to find thy temp'rate Vale : Where oft my Reed might sound To Maids and Shepherds round , And all thy Sons , O Nature , learn my Tale . ODE ON THE POETICAL CHARACTER . As once , if 36 ODE TO SIMPLICITY.
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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.