Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to BeattieJ. Whetham & Son, 1841 - 807 стор. |
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... thee ; All that summer - hours produce , Fertile made with early juice . Man for thee does sow and plow ; Farmer he , and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy ; Nor does thy luxury destroy ; The shepherd gladly heareth thee , More ...
... thee ; All that summer - hours produce , Fertile made with early juice . Man for thee does sow and plow ; Farmer he , and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy ; Nor does thy luxury destroy ; The shepherd gladly heareth thee , More ...
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... Thee as dumb as Philomel ; There his knife had done but well . In thy undiscover'd nest Thou dost all the winter rest , And dreamest o'er thy summer joys , Free from the stormy seasons ' noise , Free from th ' ill thou'st done to me ...
... Thee as dumb as Philomel ; There his knife had done but well . In thy undiscover'd nest Thou dost all the winter rest , And dreamest o'er thy summer joys , Free from the stormy seasons ' noise , Free from th ' ill thou'st done to me ...
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... thee alone , One of old Gideon's miracles was shown ; For every tree and every herb around With pearly dew was crown'd , And upon all the quicken'd ground The fruitful seed of Heaven did brooding lie , And nothing but the Muse's fleece ...
... thee alone , One of old Gideon's miracles was shown ; For every tree and every herb around With pearly dew was crown'd , And upon all the quicken'd ground The fruitful seed of Heaven did brooding lie , And nothing but the Muse's fleece ...
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... thee , The ghosts , and monster - spirits , that did presume A body's privilege to assume , Vanish again invisibly , And bodies gain again their visibility . All the world's bravery , that delights our eyes , Is but thy several liveries ...
... thee , The ghosts , and monster - spirits , that did presume A body's privilege to assume , Vanish again invisibly , And bodies gain again their visibility . All the world's bravery , that delights our eyes , Is but thy several liveries ...
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... thee . For joy , like wine , kept close does better taste ; If it take air before , its spirits waste . Hope ! Fortune's cheating lottery ! Where for one prize an hundred blanks there be ; Fond archer , Hope ! who tak'st thy aim so far ...
... thee . For joy , like wine , kept close does better taste ; If it take air before , its spirits waste . Hope ! Fortune's cheating lottery ! Where for one prize an hundred blanks there be ; Fond archer , Hope ! who tak'st thy aim so far ...
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Abra angels arms behold blest blood breast breath bright call'd charms Cloacina clouds courser crown'd Dagon dark death delight Derry divine dread drest Earth ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame glory grace hand happy hast hath head hear heart Heaven Hell honor hope join'd king labor light live lord lov'd Lubberkin lyre maid mighty mind mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er once pain passion peace plain pleas'd pleasure praise pride proud race rage rais'd reign rise round Satan seem'd shade shining sight sing song soon soul spirits Spleen stood stream swain sweet taste tears tell tempest Thalestris Thebes thee Theseus thine things THOMAS TICKELL thou thought throne trembling turn'd Twas vex'd Virg virtue voice winds wings wise wood youth
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Сторінка 140 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small...
Сторінка 12 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Сторінка 12 - Gently o'er the accustom'd oak ; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Сторінка 11 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Сторінка 356 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind ; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way ; Yet simple nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud topp'd hill, an humbler heaven...
Сторінка 232 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Сторінка 358 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast...
Сторінка 13 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew : Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Сторінка 11 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides : — Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with...
Сторінка 23 - Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning...