The Works of the English Poets, Том 28 |
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Стр. 139
So sad , none like , can Time's old records tell , Though Pompey bled , and poor
Darius fell . All names but one too low - that one too high : All parallels are
wrongs , or blasphemy . O power supreme ! How secret are thy ways ! Yet man ,
vain ...
So sad , none like , can Time's old records tell , Though Pompey bled , and poor
Darius fell . All names but one too low - that one too high : All parallels are
wrongs , or blasphemy . O power supreme ! How secret are thy ways ! Yet man ,
vain ...
Стр. 188
... a torment , ' unchastis'd by thee . Oft let me range the gloomy ailles alone , Sad
luxury ! to vulgar minds unknown , Along the walls where speaking marbles show
What worthies form the hallow'd mould below ; Proud names , who once the ...
... a torment , ' unchastis'd by thee . Oft let me range the gloomy ailles alone , Sad
luxury ! to vulgar minds unknown , Along the walls where speaking marbles show
What worthies form the hallow'd mould below ; Proud names , who once the ...
Стр. 190
... And these sad accents , murmur'd o'er his urn , Betray that absence , they
attempt to mourn . 0 ! must I then ( now . fresh my bosom bleeds , And Craggs in
death to Addison succeeds ) The verse , begun to one lost friend , prolong , And
weep ...
... And these sad accents , murmur'd o'er his urn , Betray that absence , they
attempt to mourn . 0 ! must I then ( now . fresh my bosom bleeds , And Craggs in
death to Addison succeeds ) The verse , begun to one lost friend , prolong , And
weep ...
Стр. 201
Line above line the yew's sad verdure grows , Was , ere the planter's hand its
beauty gave , A common pit , a rude unfashion'd cave . The landskip now so
sweet we well may praise : But far , far sweeter in its antient days , Far sweeter
was it ...
Line above line the yew's sad verdure grows , Was , ere the planter's hand its
beauty gave , A common pit , a rude unfashion'd cave . The landskip now so
sweet we well may praise : But far , far sweeter in its antient days , Far sweeter
was it ...
Стр. 217
... he lifts more high in air , And girds the palace with a verdant square ; Nor
knows , while round he views the rising scenes , He builds a city as he plants his
greens . With a sad pleasure the aërial maid This image of her ancient realm
survey'd ...
... he lifts more high in air , And girds the palace with a verdant square ; Nor
knows , while round he views the rising scenes , He builds a city as he plants his
greens . With a sad pleasure the aërial maid This image of her ancient realm
survey'd ...
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| Название | The Works of the English Poets, Том 28 |
| Автор | Nicholas Rowe |
| Редакторы | Charles Bathurst (Londres), Samuel Johnson |
| Перевод: | Nicholas Rowe |
| Издатель | H. Baldwin, 1779 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Мадридский университет "Комплютенс" |
| Оцифровано | 3 авг 2009 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 230 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |