A Criticism on the Elegy Written in a Country Church-yard: Being a Continuation of Dr. Johnson's Criticism on the Poems of GrayJ. Ballantyne and Company, 1810 - Всего страниц: 148 |
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... appropriation of the charac- ter which the poet had applied exclusive- ly to man : " Even in our ashes live their wonted fires . " Lincoln's Inn , 5th Jan. 1783 , ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH - YARD . I. ADVERTISEMENT . xi.
... appropriation of the charac- ter which the poet had applied exclusive- ly to man : " Even in our ashes live their wonted fires . " Lincoln's Inn , 5th Jan. 1783 , ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH - YARD . I. ADVERTISEMENT . xi.
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... fire ; Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd , Or wak'd to ecstacy the living lyre . XIII . But knowledge to their eyes her ample page , Rich with the spoils of time , did ne'er unroll ; Chill penury repress'd their noble rage ...
... fire ; Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd , Or wak'd to ecstacy the living lyre . XIII . But knowledge to their eyes her ample page , Rich with the spoils of time , did ne'er unroll ; Chill penury repress'd their noble rage ...
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... fires . * XXIV . For thee , who , mindful of th ' unhonour'd dead , Do'st in these lines their artless tale relate ; If , chance , by lonely contemplation led , Some kindred spirit shall enquire thy fate ; * Even in our ashes live their ...
... fires . * XXIV . For thee , who , mindful of th ' unhonour'd dead , Do'st in these lines their artless tale relate ; If , chance , by lonely contemplation led , Some kindred spirit shall enquire thy fate ; * Even in our ashes live their ...
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... fire upon the hearth . But more than this might be forgiven to the picture of domestic hap- piness which the stanza holds out , and which is drawn with great interest , and much simplicity . Thomson had said , in a case somewhat similar ...
... fire upon the hearth . But more than this might be forgiven to the picture of domestic hap- piness which the stanza holds out , and which is drawn with great interest , and much simplicity . Thomson had said , in a case somewhat similar ...
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... fire fair blazing , and the vestment warm ; In vain his little children , peeping out Into the mingling storm , demand their sire , With tears of artless innocence . - Alas ! Nor wife , nor children , more shall he behold ; Nor friends ...
... fire fair blazing , and the vestment warm ; In vain his little children , peeping out Into the mingling storm , demand their sire , With tears of artless innocence . - Alas ! Nor wife , nor children , more shall he behold ; Nor friends ...
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Стр. 3 - 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.
Стр. 4 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death...
Стр. 4 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Стр. 8 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.
Стр. 6 - The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Стр. 5 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark, unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute, inglorious Milton here may rest ; Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Стр. 10 - Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,)— The bosom of his Father and his God.
Стр. 2 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds: Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bower, Molest her ancient, solitary reign.
Стр. 6 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Стр. 5 - The 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...