The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 12J. Johnson, 1810 - 640 стор. |
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... look upon him as a lover upon his mistress ; Of partial he has no faults , or his very faults improve into beauties : this , indeed , is a well - natured Critics . errour , but still blameable , because it misguides the judgment . Such ...
... look upon him as a lover upon his mistress ; Of partial he has no faults , or his very faults improve into beauties : this , indeed , is a well - natured Critics . errour , but still blameable , because it misguides the judgment . Such ...
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... look'd so amiable before ! You graces give to a disease , Adorn the pain , and make it please : Thus burning incense sheds perfumes , Still fragrant as it still consumes . Nor can even Sickness , which disarms All other nymphs , destroy ...
... look'd so amiable before ! You graces give to a disease , Adorn the pain , and make it please : Thus burning incense sheds perfumes , Still fragrant as it still consumes . Nor can even Sickness , which disarms All other nymphs , destroy ...
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... Look round on all that man below Idly calls great , and all is show ! All , to the coffin from our birth , In this vast toy - shop of the Earth . Come then , O friend of virtuous woe , With solemn pace , demure , and slow Lo ! sad and ...
... Look round on all that man below Idly calls great , and all is show ! All , to the coffin from our birth , In this vast toy - shop of the Earth . Come then , O friend of virtuous woe , With solemn pace , demure , and slow Lo ! sad and ...
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... Look down on royal slaves , and pity kings . More happy ! laid where trees with trees entwin'd In bowery arches ... looks disclose , Pale looks in every fragment rose ; Around the room instead of one , An hundred pale Ophelias shone ...
... Look down on royal slaves , and pity kings . More happy ! laid where trees with trees entwin'd In bowery arches ... looks disclose , Pale looks in every fragment rose ; Around the room instead of one , An hundred pale Ophelias shone ...
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... look like you . VARIATIONS . Why , lovely babe , does slumber seal your eyes ? Sce , fair Aurora blushes in the skies ! The Sun , which gave you birth , in bright array Begins his course , and ushers in the day . Calmly serene , and ...
... look like you . VARIATIONS . Why , lovely babe , does slumber seal your eyes ? Sce , fair Aurora blushes in the skies ! The Sun , which gave you birth , in bright array Begins his course , and ushers in the day . Calmly serene , and ...
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WORKS OF THE ENGLISH POETS FRO Alexander 1759-1834 Chalmers,Samuel 1709-1784 Johnson Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2016 |
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Сторінка 229 - Presume Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe. If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
Сторінка 161 - Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require...
Сторінка 229 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue. What blessings thy free bounty gives Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives — T
Сторінка 447 - Wisely regardful of the* embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit.
Сторінка 243 - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown 125 Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd.
Сторінка 169 - What time would spare, from steel receives its date, And monuments, like men, submit to fate ! Steel could the labour of the gods destroy, And strike to dust th' imperial powers of Troy ; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
Сторінка 166 - What though no credit doubting wits may give, The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky : These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the ring.
Сторінка 105 - Dryden knew more of man in his general nature, and Pope in his local manners. The notions of Dryden were formed by comprehensive speculation ; and those of Pope by minute attention. There is more dignity in the knowledge of Dryden, and more certainty in that of Pope. Poetry was not the sole praise of either; for both excelled likewise in prose ; but Pope did not borrow his prose from his predecessor. The style of Dryden is capricious and varied; that of Pope is cautious and uniform. Dryden observes...
Сторінка 219 - As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart ; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To Him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, He bounds, connects, and equals all.
Сторінка 230 - Through this day's life or death ! This day, be bread and peace my lot All else beneath the sun, Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not, And let Thy will be done. To thee, whose temple is all space, Whose altar, earth, sea, skies! One chorus let all Being raise ! All Nature's incense rise ! MOEAL ESSAYS, m FOUR EPISTLES TO SEVERAL PERSONS.
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