The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems and Correspondence, with Memoirs of His Life and Writings, Том 1Harding, Triphook, and Lepard, 1825 - 2 стор. |
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... gives the follow- ing account of his occupation , which may afford some notion of his general method of spending his time at Cambridge . " My works , " he says , " are not so considerable as you imagine , I have read Pausanias and ...
... gives the follow- ing account of his occupation , which may afford some notion of his general method of spending his time at Cambridge . " My works , " he says , " are not so considerable as you imagine , I have read Pausanias and ...
Сторінка xlv
... give birth , producing an assemblage of delightful images which are presented to the mind of every one familiarly , and , as it were , in the spontaneous current of his own thoughts . Among numerous persons distinguished in fashion ...
... give birth , producing an assemblage of delightful images which are presented to the mind of every one familiarly , and , as it were , in the spontaneous current of his own thoughts . Among numerous persons distinguished in fashion ...
Сторінка lxxviii
... give of their respective antiquity ; since they constantly furnish to the well - informed eye , arms , ornaments , and other undubitable marks , by which their several ages may be ascertained . By these means he ar- rived at so very ...
... give of their respective antiquity ; since they constantly furnish to the well - informed eye , arms , ornaments , and other undubitable marks , by which their several ages may be ascertained . By these means he ar- rived at so very ...
Сторінка lxxxii
... , he never could but once prevail on him to give a proof of it ; and then it was with so much pain to himself , that it gave him no manner of pleasure . - MASON . will still be pardoned by such , as do not lxxxii THE LIFE.
... , he never could but once prevail on him to give a proof of it ; and then it was with so much pain to himself , that it gave him no manner of pleasure . - MASON . will still be pardoned by such , as do not lxxxii THE LIFE.
Сторінка lxxxvi
... give credit to what I say . " In writing also to Mr. Wal- pole , he expresses himself thus : " I will be candid , and avow to you , that till fourscore and ten , when- ever the humour takes me , I will write , because I like it ; and ...
... give credit to what I say . " In writing also to Mr. Wal- pole , he expresses himself thus : " I will be candid , and avow to you , that till fourscore and ten , when- ever the humour takes me , I will write , because I like it ; and ...
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ACERONIA admirable Agrippina ancient Anicetus atque Baiæ Bard beautiful bosom breath Cambridge composition Comus critic death dread Duke of Grafton Dunciad Elegy Eloisa to Abelard epithet Eton College expression fame fancy fate fear feel fire flowers following lines fragment genius grace Gray Gray's Gwynedd hæc hand heart honour kind king language Latin letter Lord Lycidas lyre lyric Mason means melancholy Milton mind Mitford Mitford quotes Muse numbers o'er observes Odin original pain passage passion Pembroke Hall Petrarch Pindar pleasure poem poet poetical poetry Pope's Progress of Poesy PROPHETESS quæ reader reign round rusal says seems shade Shakspeare smile solemn song soul spirit Spring stanza sublime tactus taste Telam thee THOMAS GRAY thou thought tion vale verse Virg Wakefield Walpole weep wing written youth
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Сторінка 116 - Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre ; But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.
Сторінка 126 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
Сторінка 124 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Сторінка 38 - And above the firmament that was over their heads was the likeness of a throne, as the appearance of a sapphire stone : and upon the likeness of the throne was the likeness as the appearance of a man above upon it.
Сторінка 125 - 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 115 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. 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. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Сторінка 47 - 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 Streamed 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 43 - Through the azure deep of air : Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms as glitter in the Muse's ray, With orient hues unborrow'd of the sun ; Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, Beneath the Good how far — but far above the Great ! § SA.
Сторінка 126 - TO fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing Spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove, But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Сторінка 62 - He spoke, and headlong from the mountain's height Deep in the roaring tide he plunged to endless night.