The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory ObservationsPhillips, Sampson & Company, 1849 - Всего страниц: 395 |
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... father at the table . A YEOMAN had he , and servants no mo At that time , for him pleased to ride so ; And he was clad in coat and hood of green , A sheafe of peacock arrows bright and keen Under his belt he bare full thriftily ; Well ...
... father at the table . A YEOMAN had he , and servants no mo At that time , for him pleased to ride so ; And he was clad in coat and hood of green , A sheafe of peacock arrows bright and keen Under his belt he bare full thriftily ; Well ...
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... father bred , How little you bested , Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys ? Dwell in some idle brain , And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess , As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeams ; Or likest ...
... father bred , How little you bested , Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys ? Dwell in some idle brain , And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess , As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeams ; Or likest ...
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... fathers worshipped stocks and stones , Forget not in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep , and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese , that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks . The moans ... father 88 MILTON.
... fathers worshipped stocks and stones , Forget not in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep , and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese , that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks . The moans ... father 88 MILTON.
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... father , virtuous son , Now that the fields are dank , and ways are mire , Where shall we sometimes meet , and by the fire Help waste a sullen day , what may be won From the hard season gaining ? Time will run On smoother till Favonius ...
... father , virtuous son , Now that the fields are dank , and ways are mire , Where shall we sometimes meet , and by the fire Help waste a sullen day , what may be won From the hard season gaining ? Time will run On smoother till Favonius ...
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... Father's promised Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount , thrice holy fire , Our hearts with heavenly love inspire Come , and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing . Plenteous of grace , descend from high , Rich in thy sevenfold ...
... Father's promised Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount , thrice holy fire , Our hearts with heavenly love inspire Come , and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing . Plenteous of grace , descend from high , Rich in thy sevenfold ...
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Стр. 68 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Стр. 265 - She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs; And hers shall be the breathing balm And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. "The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Стр. 361 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod.
Стр. 265 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ! This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Стр. 50 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Стр. 188 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Стр. 87 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Стр. 51 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Стр. 81 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold ! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest.
Стр. 67 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.