The Poetical Works of Thomas GrayGroombridge and sons, 1837 - 4 стор. |
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... arm , thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthral ? What idle progeny succeed To chase the rolling circle's speed , Or urge the flying ball ? While some on earnest business bent , Their murmuring labours ply ' Gainst graver hours ...
... arm , thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthral ? What idle progeny succeed To chase the rolling circle's speed , Or urge the flying ball ? While some on earnest business bent , Their murmuring labours ply ' Gainst graver hours ...
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... arms sublime , that float upon the air , In gliding state she wins her easy way : O'er her warm cheek , and rising bosom , move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love . Ver . 20. Perching on the sceptred hand ] This is a ...
... arms sublime , that float upon the air , In gliding state she wins her easy way : O'er her warm cheek , and rising bosom , move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love . Ver . 20. Perching on the sceptred hand ] This is a ...
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... arms and smiled . " This pencil take ( she said ) , whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine to these golden keys , immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that , and thrilling fears , Or ope the ...
... arms and smiled . " This pencil take ( she said ) , whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine to these golden keys , immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that , and thrilling fears , Or ope the ...
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... arms ! " cried Mortimer , and couch'd his quivering lance . I. 2 . On a rock , whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood , Robed in the sable garb of woe , With haggard eyes the poet stood ; ( Loose his beard and hoary ...
... arms ! " cried Mortimer , and couch'd his quivering lance . I. 2 . On a rock , whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood , Robed in the sable garb of woe , With haggard eyes the poet stood ; ( Loose his beard and hoary ...
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... arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more , since Cambria's fatal day , To high - born Hoel's harp , or soft Llewellyn's lay . 1. 3 . " Cold is Cadwallo's tongue , That hush'd the stormy main : Brave ...
... arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe ; Vocal no more , since Cambria's fatal day , To high - born Hoel's harp , or soft Llewellyn's lay . 1. 3 . " Cold is Cadwallo's tongue , That hush'd the stormy main : Brave ...
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ACERONIA æquor AGRIPPINA Amor Anicetus atque auras awake Baiæ Bards beautiful beneath breast breath brow climes cœli DAVID BOGUE death decus dread dulces Earl Edward Eirin Elegy Eton College eyes fate fears fire FRAGMENT GEMS glittering golden grace Gray Gray's hæc hand Haud heart Heaven Hinc honour horrors ignes John Penn king lady latè Long Story longo Lord lyre Margaret of Anjou MASINISSA MASON morn mother Muse Nero night o'er oculis oculos Odin OLIVER GOLDSMITH Otho Pindar pleasure poem poet Poppæa PROPHETESS quâ quæ quod regna reign repose rerum round S. T. COLERIDGE Scilicèt SCOTT shade shame SIR WALTER SCOTT Sisters smile soft solemn song soul spirit stanza Stoke sweet tale Taliessin tear thee THOMAS GRAY thou trembling vale verse voice vols Weave weep wings written youth