Addison to BlakeThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan and Company, 1880 |
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... tear The lines some younger rival sends ; She'll give me leave to write , I fear , And we shall still continue friends . For , as our different ages move , ' Tis so ordained , ( would Fate but mend it ! ) That I shall be past making ...
... tear The lines some younger rival sends ; She'll give me leave to write , I fear , And we shall still continue friends . For , as our different ages move , ' Tis so ordained , ( would Fate but mend it ! ) That I shall be past making ...
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... tear his Greek frippery . ' The same critic justly remarks that Swift ' wore his mythology like a wig : that his pleading before Venus is like a legal procedure , ' and that he habitually ' turns his classic wine to vinegar . ' The ...
... tear his Greek frippery . ' The same critic justly remarks that Swift ' wore his mythology like a wig : that his pleading before Venus is like a legal procedure , ' and that he habitually ' turns his classic wine to vinegar . ' The ...
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... tear . The rest will give a shrug , and cry , ' I'm sorry — but we all must die ! ' * * * * * Suppose me dead ; and then suppose A club assembled at the Rose ; Where , from discourse of this and that , I grow the subject of their chat ...
... tear . The rest will give a shrug , and cry , ' I'm sorry — but we all must die ! ' * * * * * Suppose me dead ; and then suppose A club assembled at the Rose ; Where , from discourse of this and that , I grow the subject of their chat ...
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... tears begin to flow : Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found , And the world's victor stood subdu'd by sound ! The power of music all our hearts allow , And what Timotheus was , is Dryden now . Avoid extremes ; and shun the ...
... tears begin to flow : Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found , And the world's victor stood subdu'd by sound ! The power of music all our hearts allow , And what Timotheus was , is Dryden now . Avoid extremes ; and shun the ...
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... tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost , or grac'd thy mournful bier . By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd , By foreign ... tears bestow , There the first roses of thy year shall blow ; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ...
... tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost , or grac'd thy mournful bier . By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd , By foreign ... tears bestow , There the first roses of thy year shall blow ; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ...
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Стр. 369 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds, too late, that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is— to die.
Стр. 366 - As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Стр. 556 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Стр. 539 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Стр. 512 - A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro...
Стр. 592 - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. 'Piper, pipe that song again;
Стр. 595 - In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire ? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart ? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand?
Стр. 248 - Prince of Peace, Hail the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings. Mild he lays his glory by, Born that Man no more may die: Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth.
Стр. 278 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure...
Стр. 361 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled and all thy charms withdrawn; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain: 40 No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way.