The Poetical Works of Johnson, Parnell, Gray, and SmollettJ. Nichol, 1855 - 254 стор. |
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... Spring . Midsummer Autumn Winter . 42 44 • 45 47 To Miss * * MISCELLANEOUS : - The Winter's Walk * 48 * * on her giving the Author a Gold and Paraphrase of Proverbs , chap . iv . verses 6-11 . Horace , Lib . iv . Ode vii . Trans- lated ...
... Spring . Midsummer Autumn Winter . 42 44 • 45 47 To Miss * * MISCELLANEOUS : - The Winter's Walk * 48 * * on her giving the Author a Gold and Paraphrase of Proverbs , chap . iv . verses 6-11 . Horace , Lib . iv . Ode vii . Trans- lated ...
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... Spring 161 MISCELLANEOUS : - • II . On the Death of a Fa- A Long Story 194 vourite Cat 163 • Elegy written in a Country III . On a distant Prospect of Churchyard 200 Eton College . 164 Epitaph on Mrs Jane Clarke 205 IV . To Adversity ...
... Spring 161 MISCELLANEOUS : - • II . On the Death of a Fa- A Long Story 194 vourite Cat 163 • Elegy written in a Country III . On a distant Prospect of Churchyard 200 Eton College . 164 Epitaph on Mrs Jane Clarke 205 IV . To Adversity ...
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... springs from a desire to shine , or from the effort of a full mind to relieve itself , or from exu- berant animal spirits , or from deep - seated misery . In Johnson it sprang from a combination of all these causes . He went to ...
... springs from a desire to shine , or from the effort of a full mind to relieve itself , or from exu- berant animal spirits , or from deep - seated misery . In Johnson it sprang from a combination of all these causes . He went to ...
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... die , With hemp the gallows and the fleet supply . Propose your schemes , ye senatorian band ! Whose ways and means support the sinking land , 212 220 230 240 Lest ropes be wanting in the tempting spring To rig 24 JOHNSON'S POEMS .
... die , With hemp the gallows and the fleet supply . Propose your schemes , ye senatorian band ! Whose ways and means support the sinking land , 212 220 230 240 Lest ropes be wanting in the tempting spring To rig 24 JOHNSON'S POEMS .
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Samuel Johnson George Gilfillan. Lest ropes be wanting in the tempting spring To rig another convoy for the king.1 A single jail , in Alfred's golden reign , Could half the nation's criminals contain ; Fair Justice then , without ...
Samuel Johnson George Gilfillan. Lest ropes be wanting in the tempting spring To rig another convoy for the king.1 A single jail , in Alfred's golden reign , Could half the nation's criminals contain ; Fair Justice then , without ...
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Æsop Anacreon ancient ANTISTROPHE bard beauty beneath blushes bosom breast breathe business bend call'd charms CLAUDE PHILLIPS COLLEY CIBBER Comus cries dart death delight dread dress'd e'er ease Elegy Eton College eyes Faeries fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flies flowers genius gentle George Ashe glittering gold grace grave Gray grove hand head heart Hesiod honour Johnson Jove king lady lazy lakes Lord mind Mirth Muse never night numbers nymph o'er Odin once Ovid pain Parnell passion peace plain pleasure poems poet poetry Pope praise Preluding music pride rage reign rise round rove sacred scene scorn Scriblerus Club shade shine sighs sing smiles soft song soul Stella swains sweet tear thee thine THOMAS PARNELL thou thought toil tongue toy'd tread Twas vale verse virtue voice wind wing youth
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Сторінка 159 - 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.
Сторінка 166 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm, thy glassy wave...
Сторінка 162 - Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader, browner shade, Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease...
Сторінка 178 - 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.
Сторінка 167 - Alas ! regardless of their doom, The little victims play: No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.
Сторінка 205 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came : nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Сторінка 205 - He gained from 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.
Сторінка 204 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Сторінка 163 - But flutter through life's little day, In Fortune's varying colours drest, Brush'd by the hand of rough mischance, Or chill'd by age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive, kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic, while 'tis May.
Сторінка 167 - Gainst graver hours that bring constraint To sweeten liberty : Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.