The Poetical Works of Thomas GrayGroombridge and sons, 1837 - 4 стор. |
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... Awake , my lyre : my glory , wake . " Pindar styles his own poetry , with its musical ac- companiments , Αἰοληΐς μολπὴ , Αἰόλιδες χορδαὶ , Now the rich stream of music winds along , Deep ODES . 11 The Progress of Poesy •
... Awake , my lyre : my glory , wake . " Pindar styles his own poetry , with its musical ac- companiments , Αἰοληΐς μολπὴ , Αἰόλιδες χορδαὶ , Now the rich stream of music winds along , Deep ODES . 11 The Progress of Poesy •
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Thomas Gray. Now the rich stream of music winds along , Deep , majestic , smooth , and strong , Through verdant vales , and Ceres ' golden reign ; Now rolling down the steep amain , Headlong , impetuous , see it pour : The rocks and ...
Thomas Gray. Now the rich stream of music winds along , Deep , majestic , smooth , and strong , Through verdant vales , and Ceres ' golden reign ; Now rolling down the steep amain , Headlong , impetuous , see it pour : The rocks and ...
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... deep , Fields that cool Ilissus laves , Or where Mæander's amber waves In lingering labyrinths creep , How do your tuneful echoes languish , Mute , but to the voice of anguish ! Where each old poetic mountain Inspiration breathed around ...
... deep , Fields that cool Ilissus laves , Or where Mæander's amber waves In lingering labyrinths creep , How do your tuneful echoes languish , Mute , but to the voice of anguish ! Where each old poetic mountain Inspiration breathed around ...
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... deep of air : Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms as glitter in the Muse's ray , Ver . III . But ah ! ' tis heard no more ] We have had in our language no other odes of the sublime kind than that of Dryden on St ...
... deep of air : Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms as glitter in the Muse's ray , Ver . III . But ah ! ' tis heard no more ] We have had in our language no other odes of the sublime kind than that of Dryden on St ...
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Thomas Gray. And with a master's hand , and prophet's fire , Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre . " Hark , how each giant - oak , and desert - cave , Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee , oh King ! their hundred arms ...
Thomas Gray. And with a master's hand , and prophet's fire , Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre . " Hark , how each giant - oak , and desert - cave , Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee , oh King ! their hundred arms ...
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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