The Poetical Works of William CollinsW. Pickering, 1827 - Всего страниц: 208 |
Результаты поиска по книге
Результаты 1 – 5 из 18
Стр. ix
... Lady on the death of Colonel Ross , in the action of Fontenoy ; written in May , 1745 76 Ode to Evening Ode to Peace 80 84 The Manners , an ode 85 The Passions , an ode for music 89 An Epistle , addressed to Sir Thomas Hanmer , on.
... Lady on the death of Colonel Ross , in the action of Fontenoy ; written in May , 1745 76 Ode to Evening Ode to Peace 80 84 The Manners , an ode 85 The Passions , an ode for music 89 An Epistle , addressed to Sir Thomas Hanmer , on.
Стр. 43
... Peace and Plenty lead you on your way ! The balmy shrub for you shall love our shore , By Ind excell'd , or Araby , no more . " Lost to our fields , for so the fates ordain , The dear deserters shall return again . 50 55 Come thou ...
... Peace and Plenty lead you on your way ! The balmy shrub for you shall love our shore , By Ind excell'd , or Araby , no more . " Lost to our fields , for so the fates ordain , The dear deserters shall return again . 50 55 Come thou ...
Стр. 45
... peace outshines the silver store , And life is dearer than the golden ore : Yet money tempts us o'er the desert brown , Το every distant mart and wealthy town . Full oft we tempt the land , and oft the sea ; And are we only yet repaid ...
... peace outshines the silver store , And life is dearer than the golden ore : Yet money tempts us o'er the desert brown , Το every distant mart and wealthy town . Full oft we tempt the land , and oft the sea ; And are we only yet repaid ...
Стр. 46
... Peace rules the day , where reason rules the mind . Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day , When first from Schiraz ' walls I bent my way ! 65 69 " O hapless youth ! —for she thy love hath won- The tender Zara will be most undone ...
... Peace rules the day , where reason rules the mind . Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day , When first from Schiraz ' walls I bent my way ! 65 69 " O hapless youth ! —for she thy love hath won- The tender Zara will be most undone ...
Стр. 48
... peaceful grove , Emyra sung the pleasing cares of love . Of Abra first began the tender strain , Who led her youth with flocks upon the plain . At morn she came those willing flocks to lead , Where lilies rear them in the watery mead ...
... peaceful grove , Emyra sung the pleasing cares of love . Of Abra first began the tender strain , Who led her youth with flocks upon the plain . At morn she came those willing flocks to lead , Where lilies rear them in the watery mead ...
Другие издания - Просмотреть все
Часто встречающиеся слова и выражения
Abbas admired Alibez allegorical ANTISTROPHE appear bard beautiful Ben Jonson blest breathe charm Chichester Circassia Collins's Comus copy CYMBELINE death Dodsley drest Druid dwell Eclogues Edinburgh edition Ev'n expression eyes fair fairy Fancy Fear flowers genius Gentleman's Magazine grief grove hair hand happy haunt heart honour hope hour imagery isle John Home Johnson Joseph Warton Langhorne London lov'd maid midst Milton mind Mitford quotes mountains Muse nature notes numbers nymph o'er Oriental Eclogues Originally Oxford passage passions pastoral Pity plain poem poet poet's poetical poetry printed published Queen's college reader Royal Society says scene sentiment shade Shakspeare shepherds SIR THOMAS HANMER song Sophocles sound spring stanza strain Superstitions swain sweet tears tender thee Theocritus Thomas Warton thou thought vale VARIATIONS verse Warton watchet wild William Collins Winchester college written youth
Популярные отрывки
Стр. 86 - With woful measures wan Despair Low, sullen sounds his grief beguiled; A solemn, strange, and mingled air; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild.
Стр. 64 - 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. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Стр. 87 - Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul: And dashing soft from rocks around Bubbling runnels join'd 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. 179 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering 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-discover'd spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Стр. 77 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge, And sheds the freshening dew, and, lovelier still, The pensive Pleasures sweet, Prepare thy shadowy car.
Стр. 86 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd 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 call'd on Echo still through all the song; And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close: And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair...
Стр. 77 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hushed, 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. 100 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Стр. 87 - And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum, with furious heat ; And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity, at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unaltered mien, While each strained ball of sight seemed bursting from his head.
Стр. 113 - Or thither, where beneath the showery west The mighty kings of three fair realms are laid; Once foes, perhaps, together now they rest. No slaves revere them and no wars invade: Yet frequent now, at...