The Poetical Works of Johnson, Parnell, Gray, and SmollettJ. Nichol, 1855 - 254 стор. |
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... kind to me ; were you to call a dog Hervey , I shall love him . " In summer he came back to Lichfield , where he stayed three months , and finished his tragedy . He returned to London in autumn , along with his wife , and tried , but in ...
... kind to me ; were you to call a dog Hervey , I shall love him . " In summer he came back to Lichfield , where he stayed three months , and finished his tragedy . He returned to London in autumn , along with his wife , and tried , but in ...
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... kind of poetry . You see in it a mind purer and sterner than Dryden's , or Pope's , or Churchill's , or even Juvenal's ; " doing well to be angry " with a degenerate age , and a false , cowardly country , of which he deems himself ...
... kind of poetry . You see in it a mind purer and sterner than Dryden's , or Pope's , or Churchill's , or even Juvenal's ; " doing well to be angry " with a degenerate age , and a false , cowardly country , of which he deems himself ...
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... kind Heaven ! to find some happier place , Where honesty and sense are no disgrace ; Some pleasing bank , where verdant osiers play , Some peaceful vale , with Nature's paintings gay , Eliza : ' Queen Elizabeth . 15 20 30 40 Where once ...
... kind Heaven ! to find some happier place , Where honesty and sense are no disgrace ; Some pleasing bank , where verdant osiers play , Some peaceful vale , with Nature's paintings gay , Eliza : ' Queen Elizabeth . 15 20 30 40 Where once ...
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... kind . How just that scorn , e'er yet thy voice declare , Search every state , and canvass every prayer . Unnumber'd suppliants crowd Preferment's gate , Athirst for wealth , and burning to be great ; 41 50 60 70 Delusive Fortune hears ...
... kind . How just that scorn , e'er yet thy voice declare , Search every state , and canvass every prayer . Unnumber'd suppliants crowd Preferment's gate , Athirst for wealth , and burning to be great ; 41 50 60 70 Delusive Fortune hears ...
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... kind Nature's signal of retreat : These goods for man the laws of Heaven ordain , 350 360 These goods He grants , who grants the power to gain ; With these celestial Wisdom calms the mind , And makes the happiness she does not find ...
... kind Nature's signal of retreat : These goods for man the laws of Heaven ordain , 350 360 These goods He grants , who grants the power to gain ; With these celestial Wisdom calms the mind , And makes the happiness she does not find ...
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Сторінка 201 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Сторінка 158 - 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 175 - 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 hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Сторінка 30 - Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee: Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. See nations, slowly wise and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust.
Сторінка 161 - 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 177 - 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 200 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Сторінка 166 - Alas, regardless of their doom, The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.
Сторінка 165 - 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.
Сторінка 202 - 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...