Poems: With a Biographical and Critical Introduction, Том 2Milner and Sowerby, 1852 - 447 стор. |
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... sight , with satire just and keen , The puppy pack that had defil'd the scene , In front of these came Addison . In him Humour in holiday and sightly trim , Sublimity and Attic taste combin'd , To polish , furnish , and delight the mind ...
... sight , with satire just and keen , The puppy pack that had defil'd the scene , In front of these came Addison . In him Humour in holiday and sightly trim , Sublimity and Attic taste combin'd , To polish , furnish , and delight the mind ...
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... sight ; Those open on the spot their honey'd store ; These call him loudly to pursuit of more . His unexhausted mine the sordid vice Avarice shows , and virtue is the price . Her various motives his ambition raise- Power , pomp , and ...
... sight ; Those open on the spot their honey'd store ; These call him loudly to pursuit of more . His unexhausted mine the sordid vice Avarice shows , and virtue is the price . Her various motives his ambition raise- Power , pomp , and ...
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... sight of noon , Blame , Cynic , if you can , quadrille or ball , The snug close party , or the splendid hall , Where Night , down stooping from her ebon throne , Views constellations brighter than her own . ' Tis innocent , and harmless ...
... sight of noon , Blame , Cynic , if you can , quadrille or ball , The snug close party , or the splendid hall , Where Night , down stooping from her ebon throne , Views constellations brighter than her own . ' Tis innocent , and harmless ...
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... sight her telescopic eye . The bramin kindles on his own bare head The sacred fire , self - torturing his trade , His voluntary pains severe and long , Would give a barb'rous air to British song ; No grand inquisitor could worse invent ...
... sight her telescopic eye . The bramin kindles on his own bare head The sacred fire , self - torturing his trade , His voluntary pains severe and long , Would give a barb'rous air to British song ; No grand inquisitor could worse invent ...
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... sight . See where he sits , contemplative and fix'd , Pleasure and wonder in is features mix'd , His passions tam'd and all at his control , How perfect the composure of his soul ! Complacency hath breath'd a gentle gale O'er all his ...
... sight . See where he sits , contemplative and fix'd , Pleasure and wonder in is features mix'd , His passions tam'd and all at his control , How perfect the composure of his soul ! Complacency hath breath'd a gentle gale O'er all his ...
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Æsop beauty beneath bless'd boast breath call'd cause charms delight design'd divine docet dread dream earth ease eyes fair fancy fear feel flowers flowers of Eden folly form'd frown fruit give glory grace grave groves hand happy hast heart Heaven honour hope human John Gilpin labour land learn'd light live lost lyre mankind mercy mind mounted best muse nature Nature's Nebaioth never night nymphs o'er once palæstra peace perhaps pity pleas'd pleasure poet poet's praise pride proud prove rapture rest rude sacred scene scorn seek seem'd shade shine sight skies smile song soon soul sound spleen stamp'd stream sweet taste telescopic eye thee theme thine thou art thought toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas vex'd VINCENT BOURNE virtue voice waste WILLIAM COWPER wind wisdom wisely store worth youth
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Сторінка 420 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, - My Mary ! But well thou play'dst the housewife's part; And all thy threads with magic art, Have wound themselves about this heart, My Mary...
Сторінка 373 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise, — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Сторінка 254 - Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
Сторінка 254 - And, intercepting in their silent fall The frequent flakes, has kept a path for me. No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half...
Сторінка 324 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before That Gilpin rode a race. And so he did, and won it too, For he got first to town ; Nor stopped till where he had got up He did again get down. Now let us sing, long live the king...
Сторінка 367 - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods ; Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage, and full of grief.
Сторінка 304 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Сторінка 319 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came : for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more.
Сторінка 251 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, Eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace.
Сторінка 258 - Happy who walks with him ! whom what he finds Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower, Or what he views of beautiful or grand In nature, from the broad majestic oak To the green blade that twinkles in the sun, Prompts with remembrance of a present God.