The Young Man's Book of Elegant Poetry: Comprising Selections from the Works of the Classical Poets of Great Britain and America ...Thomas, Cowperthwait & Company, 1838 - Всего страниц: 320 |
Результаты поиска по книге
Результаты 1 – 5 из 47
Стр. 26
... hear Loud o'er the rushing waters - loud and near ? Alas ! they dream ! - ' tis but the ocean roar ! - Oh no ! it echoes from the swarming shore ! Kind Heaven , thy hand was there . With swelling bound The vast waves heaved the giant ...
... hear Loud o'er the rushing waters - loud and near ? Alas ! they dream ! - ' tis but the ocean roar ! - Oh no ! it echoes from the swarming shore ! Kind Heaven , thy hand was there . With swelling bound The vast waves heaved the giant ...
Стр. 30
... all the faculties with glorious joy . A voice is heard , that mortal ears hear not Till thou hast touch'd them ; ' t is the voice of song- A loud Hosanna sent from all thy works , Which he that hears it with a shout repeats , 30 YOUNG ...
... all the faculties with glorious joy . A voice is heard , that mortal ears hear not Till thou hast touch'd them ; ' t is the voice of song- A loud Hosanna sent from all thy works , Which he that hears it with a shout repeats , 30 YOUNG ...
Стр. 31
... hears it with a shout repeats , And adds his rapture to the general praise . In that blest moment Nature , throwing wide Her veil opaque , discloses with a smile The author of her beauties , who , retired Behind his own creation , works ...
... hears it with a shout repeats , And adds his rapture to the general praise . In that blest moment Nature , throwing wide Her veil opaque , discloses with a smile The author of her beauties , who , retired Behind his own creation , works ...
Стр. 34
... hears his famish'd babes lament in vain . These eyes have seen the dull reluctant soil A seventh year scorn the weary labourer's toil . No blooming Venus , on the desert shore , Now views , with triumph , captive gods adore . No lovely ...
... hears his famish'd babes lament in vain . These eyes have seen the dull reluctant soil A seventh year scorn the weary labourer's toil . No blooming Venus , on the desert shore , Now views , with triumph , captive gods adore . No lovely ...
Стр. 40
... hear Their doubtful notes , preluding to a cry More nobly full , and swell'd with every mouth . As straggling armies , at the trumpet's voice , Press to their standard ; hither all repair , And hurry through the woods ; with hasty step ...
... hear Their doubtful notes , preluding to a cry More nobly full , and swell'd with every mouth . As straggling armies , at the trumpet's voice , Press to their standard ; hither all repair , And hurry through the woods ; with hasty step ...
Другие издания - Просмотреть все
The Young Man's Book of Elegant Poetry: Comprising Selections From the Works ... Недоступно для просмотра - 2016 |
Часто встречающиеся слова и выражения
art thou Ave Maria beautiful Belshazzar beneath BERNARDO DEL CARPIO bliss blood brave breast breath bright brow cheek child cloud dare dark dead death deep desert shore doth dread dreams dust dust to dust earth fair fame fear feel flame flowers gaze Gêlert glory grave Greece grief hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy hope hour Inchcape Rock king land light Lochinvar lonely look look'd lute mighty mighty music morn mountain ne'er Netherby never night Northern wars numbers o'er old oaken bucket once pass'd praise prayer pride proud rock roll'd round scene seem'd shade shine shore sigh silent skies sleep smile song soul sound spirit stars steed stood storm strife sweet swell sword tears Thebes thee thine thou art thou hast thought toil turn'd Twas voice wave wild wind wing youth
Популярные отрывки
Стр. 243 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Стр. 242 - ... ford there was none; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. "So boldly he...
Стр. 77 - In forest, brake or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; These constitute a State; And sovereign law, that State's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate Sits empress, crowning good, repressing ill.
Стр. 79 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell; But hush!
Стр. 248 - And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?
Стр. 90 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God ! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost ! Ye wild goats sporting round the eagle's nest ! Ye eagles, playmates of the mountain-storm ! Ye lightnings, the dread arrows of the clouds ! Ye signs and wonders of the element ! Utter forth God, and fill the hills with praise...
Стр. 80 - Cameron's gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Стр. 131 - ... CROMWELL, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes ; and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ; A sure and safe one, though thy...
Стр. 125 - Woe to the English soldiery, That little dread us near ! On them shall light at midnight A strange and sudden fear: When waking to their tents on fire, They grasp their arms in vain, And they who stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And they who fly in terror deem . A mighty host behind, And hear the tramp of thousands Upon the hollow wind.
Стр. 197 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.