The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry: Extracted from the Works of the Most Eminent English Poets ... and Calculated for the Use, Not Only of Schools, But of Private GentlemenW. J. and J. Richardson; Wilkie and Robinson; G. Robinson; F. and C. Rivington; Scatcherd and Letterman; C. Law; Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme; and Lackington and Company, 1806 - Всего страниц: 380 |
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... Sleep King Henry the Fifth's Eloquence The Commonwealth of Bees Description of a Fleet setting Sail Description of Night in a Camp The Happiness of a Shepherd's Life The Vicissitudes of Life Cardinal Wolsey's Speech to Cromwell News ...
... Sleep King Henry the Fifth's Eloquence The Commonwealth of Bees Description of a Fleet setting Sail Description of Night in a Camp The Happiness of a Shepherd's Life The Vicissitudes of Life Cardinal Wolsey's Speech to Cromwell News ...
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... sleeping Man , about to be destroyed by a Snake and a Lioness 269 270 ibid . Description of a beggarly Conjurer or a Fortune - teller Mercy in Governors commended Precepts against Ill fortune ibid . 271 ibid . England invincible , if ...
... sleeping Man , about to be destroyed by a Snake and a Lioness 269 270 ibid . Description of a beggarly Conjurer or a Fortune - teller Mercy in Governors commended Precepts against Ill fortune ibid . 271 ibid . England invincible , if ...
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... sleeps in peace ; In fancy'd want ( a wretch complete ) He starves and yet he dares not eat . The next to sudden honours grew : The thriving art of courts he knew : He reach'd the height of power and place ; Then fell , the victim of ...
... sleeps in peace ; In fancy'd want ( a wretch complete ) He starves and yet he dares not eat . The next to sudden honours grew : The thriving art of courts he knew : He reach'd the height of power and place ; Then fell , the victim of ...
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... might serve the public weal . Might not your flocks in safety feed , Were I to guard the fleecy breed ? Did I the nightly watches keep , Could thieves invade you while you sleep ? The Man replies : ' Tis just and right , 20 20 THE POETICAL.
... might serve the public weal . Might not your flocks in safety feed , Were I to guard the fleecy breed ? Did I the nightly watches keep , Could thieves invade you while you sleep ? The Man replies : ' Tis just and right , 20 20 THE POETICAL.
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... genial wing Inspires my languid lays : No more I sleep in sloth supine , When all creation at thy shrine Its annual tribute pays . Escap'd from Winter's freezing pow'r , Each blossom greets thee 44 THE POETICAL Ode to Spring.
... genial wing Inspires my languid lays : No more I sleep in sloth supine , When all creation at thy shrine Its annual tribute pays . Escap'd from Winter's freezing pow'r , Each blossom greets thee 44 THE POETICAL Ode to Spring.
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Стр. 251 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Стр. 195 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Стр. 137 - Dancing in the chequer'd shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Стр. 141 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek...
Стр. 255 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Стр. 235 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is called the feast of Crispian.
Стр. 237 - Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Стр. 264 - That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Стр. 42 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Стр. 138 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...