Poems and Letters of Thomas Gray: With Memoirs of His Life and WritingsJ. F. Dove, 1820 - Всего страниц: 527 |
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... My comfort amidst all this is , that I have , at the distance of half a mile , through a green lane , a forest ( the vulgar call it a common ) all my own , At Burubam in Buckinghamshire . at least as good as so , for I spy ( 26 )
... My comfort amidst all this is , that I have , at the distance of half a mile , through a green lane , a forest ( the vulgar call it a common ) all my own , At Burubam in Buckinghamshire . at least as good as so , for I spy ( 26 )
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... half a dozen new little procterlings to see its orders executed , being under mighty apprehensions lest Henley * and his gilt tub should come to the fair and seduce their young ones : but their pains are to small purpose ; for lo ...
... half a dozen new little procterlings to see its orders executed , being under mighty apprehensions lest Henley * and his gilt tub should come to the fair and seduce their young ones : but their pains are to small purpose ; for lo ...
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... half before he translated this scene ; and I find amongst his papers an English trans- lation of part of the fourth Canto of Tasso's Gierusalemma Liberata , done pre- viously to this , which has great merit . In a letter to Mr. West ...
... half before he translated this scene ; and I find amongst his papers an English trans- lation of part of the fourth Canto of Tasso's Gierusalemma Liberata , done pre- viously to this , which has great merit . In a letter to Mr. West ...
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... half , accompanied by an orchestra of hum- strums , and a whole house more attentive than if Farinelli sung , and you will almost have formed a just notion of the thing . * Our astonishment at their absurdity you can never conceive ; we ...
... half , accompanied by an orchestra of hum- strums , and a whole house more attentive than if Farinelli sung , and you will almost have formed a just notion of the thing . * Our astonishment at their absurdity you can never conceive ; we ...
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... , and hares , and partridges , we arrive at the great avenue , flanked on either hand with a double row of trees about half a mile long , and with the palace itself to terminate the 1 view ; facing which , on each side of ( 50 )
... , and hares , and partridges , we arrive at the great avenue , flanked on either hand with a double row of trees about half a mile long , and with the palace itself to terminate the 1 view ; facing which , on each side of ( 50 )
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Стр. 17 - But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
Стр. 461 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Стр. 466 - 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. 492 - 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 bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; y> Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short...
Стр. 474 - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded Vessel goes : Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm : Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey.
Стр. 511 - And above the firmament that was over their heads was the likeness of a throne, as the appearance of a sapphire stone : and upon the likeness of the throne was the likeness as the appearance of a man above upon it.
Стр. 470 - Where Angels tremble while they gaze, He saw ; but blasted with excess of light. Closed his eyes in endless night. Behold, where Dryden's less presumptuous car, Wide o'er the fields of glory bear Two coursers of ethereal race, With necks in thunder clothed, and long-resounding pace.
Стр. 493 - 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. 476 - Raised by thy breath, has quench'd the orb of day? To-morrow he repairs the golden flood And warms the nations with redoubled ray. Enough for me : with joy I see The different doom our fates assign: Be thine Despair and sceptred Care; 125 126 BOOK THIRD. To triumph and to die are mine.
Стр. 468 - Man's feeble race what ills await ! Labour and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate ! The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove.