Gray's Poetical Works: English and Latin : IllustratedE.P. Williams, 1847 - 142 стор. |
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... c . " in a stanza otherwise of such first - rate excellence . " Vide Obs . on the Metres of Horace , p . 200 : and Ald . Ed . of Gray , pp . 191 & 199 . the pleasure of watching over the happiness of a parent LIFE OF GRAY . ix.
... c . " in a stanza otherwise of such first - rate excellence . " Vide Obs . on the Metres of Horace , p . 200 : and Ald . Ed . of Gray , pp . 191 & 199 . the pleasure of watching over the happiness of a parent LIFE OF GRAY . ix.
Сторінка xix
... stanza of the " Hymn to Adversity . " It will be observed by those who read the Lyric Poetry with the careful attention which , for the high excellence , it deserves , that in the rhymes they are unusually faulty and succinct . This ...
... stanza of the " Hymn to Adversity . " It will be observed by those who read the Lyric Poetry with the careful attention which , for the high excellence , it deserves , that in the rhymes they are unusually faulty and succinct . This ...
Сторінка xxi
... stanza , which is the most attractive of the whole , he originally wrote ; " Two beauteous forms were seen to glide ; " which he afterwards altered to angel forms : but in my opinion the former reading was far preferable , as the images ...
... stanza , which is the most attractive of the whole , he originally wrote ; " Two beauteous forms were seen to glide ; " which he afterwards altered to angel forms : but in my opinion the former reading was far preferable , as the images ...
Сторінка xxiv
... Stanza , which came in after " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn , " & c . but I should presume the reason to be , that the observation and language were too refined for the character of the hoary swain : " Him have we seen the green ...
... Stanza , which came in after " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn , " & c . but I should presume the reason to be , that the observation and language were too refined for the character of the hoary swain : " Him have we seen the green ...
Сторінка xxv
... Stanza was omitted , as forming too long a parenthesis : " There scatter'd oft , the earliest of the year , 66 By hands unseen are showers of violets found ; " The red - breast loves to build and warble there , " And little footsteps ...
... Stanza was omitted , as forming too long a parenthesis : " There scatter'd oft , the earliest of the year , 66 By hands unseen are showers of violets found ; " The red - breast loves to build and warble there , " And little footsteps ...
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Сторінка xiv - 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 42 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire: These ears alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet Morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that...
Сторінка 9 - 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 sooth, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Сторінка 50 - Their name, their years, spelt by th' unletter'd muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Сторінка 24 - And thro' the kindred squadrons mow their way. Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed, Revere his consort's faith, his father's fame, And spare the meek usurper's holy head.
Сторінка 8 - 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 25 - Girt with many a baron bold Sublime their starry fronts they rear ; And gorgeous dames, and statesmen old In bearded majesty, appear.
Сторінка 10 - Gay hope is theirs by Fancy fed, Less pleasing when possest ; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast ; Theirs buxom Health, of rosy hue, Wild Wit, Invention ever-new, And lively Cheer, of Vigour born ; The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light, That fly th
Сторінка 22 - Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
Сторінка 24 - Stay, oh stay! nor thus forlorn Leave me unbless'd, unpitied, here to mourn: In yon bright track, that fires the western skies, They melt, they vanish from my eyes. But oh! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height Descending slow their glitt'ring skirts unroll?