The Poetical Works: Of Thomas Gray, ... with Some Account of His Life and Writings. The Whole Carefully Revised; and Illustrated by Notes. To which are Annexed, Poems Addressed To, and in Memory Of, Mr. Gray; ...C. Whittingham, 1800 - Всего страниц: 223 |
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... gave him to be his companion in his travels , this intention was laid aside for the present , and never after put in execution . With Mr. Walpole he set out in March 1739 . They wandered through France into Italy ; and his letters ...
... gave him to be his companion in his travels , this intention was laid aside for the present , and never after put in execution . With Mr. Walpole he set out in March 1739 . They wandered through France into Italy ; and his letters ...
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... gave me this mark " of distinction and preference was greatly owing " The other two were in imitation ofl'Allegro & il Penseroso , ' " and intitled , ' Il Pellicoso & il Pacifico . ' The latter of these I was " persuaded to revise and ...
... gave me this mark " of distinction and preference was greatly owing " The other two were in imitation ofl'Allegro & il Penseroso , ' " and intitled , ' Il Pellicoso & il Pacifico . ' The latter of these I was " persuaded to revise and ...
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... others of the Ancients . From engagements of this kind Mr. Gray's attention was neither often nor long diverted . Excepting the time he gave up to experiments on flowers , for the purpose of investigating the pro- cess xl.
... others of the Ancients . From engagements of this kind Mr. Gray's attention was neither often nor long diverted . Excepting the time he gave up to experiments on flowers , for the purpose of investigating the pro- cess xl.
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... gave the heav'nly birth , And bade to form her infant mind . Stern rugged nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was , thou bad'st her know , And from her own she learn'd to melt at others ' woe . Scar'd ...
... gave the heav'nly birth , And bade to form her infant mind . Stern rugged nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was , thou bad'st her know , And from her own she learn'd to melt at others ' woe . Scar'd ...
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... gave of her affection for her lord is well known . The monuments of his regret and sorrow for the loss of her , are still to be seen at Northampton , Gaddington , Waltham , and other places . " In yon bright track , that fires the ...
... gave of her affection for her lord is well known . The monuments of his regret and sorrow for the loss of her , are still to be seen at Northampton , Gaddington , Waltham , and other places . " In yon bright track , that fires the ...
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Стр. 88 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care, No children run to lisp their sire's return Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure.
Стр. 92 - Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
Стр. 93 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
Стр. 11 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthrall?
Стр. 95 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Стр. 28 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Стр. 89 - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Стр. 89 - Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Стр. 21 - Aeolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales and Ceres...
Стр. 13 - Alas! regardless of their doom The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day: Yet see how all around 'em wait The ministers of human fate And black Misfortune's baleful train!