The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 541790 |
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... the dark retreat Of vegetation , fets the fteaming Power 80 At large , to wander o'er the vernant earth , In various hues ; but chiefly thee , gay Green ! B 4 Thou · Thou fmiling Nature's univerfal robe ! United light and SPRING .
... the dark retreat Of vegetation , fets the fteaming Power 80 At large , to wander o'er the vernant earth , In various hues ; but chiefly thee , gay Green ! B 4 Thou · Thou fmiling Nature's univerfal robe ! United light and SPRING .
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... wander o'er the dewy fields , Where freshness breathes , and dafh the trembling drops From the bent bush , as through the verdant maze Of fweet - briar hedges I purfue my walk ; Or taste the smell of dairy ; or ascend Some eminence ...
... wander o'er the dewy fields , Where freshness breathes , and dafh the trembling drops From the bent bush , as through the verdant maze Of fweet - briar hedges I purfue my walk ; Or taste the smell of dairy ; or ascend Some eminence ...
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... wander through the foreft walks , Beneath th ' umbrageous multitude of leaves . 175 But who can hold the shade , while Heaven defcends In univerfal bounty , fhedding herbs , 180 And fruits and flowers , on Nature's ample lap ? Swift ...
... wander through the foreft walks , Beneath th ' umbrageous multitude of leaves . 175 But who can hold the shade , while Heaven defcends In univerfal bounty , fhedding herbs , 180 And fruits and flowers , on Nature's ample lap ? Swift ...
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... wandering images of things , Soothe every guft of paffion into peace ; All but the fwellings of the soften'd heart , That waken , not disturb , the tranquil mind . Behold yon breathing profpect bids the Mufe 455 460 Throw all her beauty ...
... wandering images of things , Soothe every guft of paffion into peace ; All but the fwellings of the soften'd heart , That waken , not disturb , the tranquil mind . Behold yon breathing profpect bids the Mufe 455 460 Throw all her beauty ...
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... wandering fwain , the white - wing'd plover wheels Her founding flight , and then directly on In long excurfion fkims the level lawn , To tempt him from her neft .. The wild - duck , hence , O'er the rough mofs , and o'er the trackless ...
... wandering fwain , the white - wing'd plover wheels Her founding flight , and then directly on In long excurfion fkims the level lawn , To tempt him from her neft .. The wild - duck , hence , O'er the rough mofs , and o'er the trackless ...
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æther amid beam beneath blifs bloom bofom boundleſs breaſt breath breeze CASTLE OF INDOLENCE chearful clouds deep defcends delight earth Ev'n facred fafe fair fame fave fcene feas fecret fenfe fhades fhining fhore fhould fide figh filent filk fing firſt flame fleep flocks flood fmiles fnow focial foft folemn fome fong fons foreft foul fprings ftill ftorm ftream fuch fudden funk fwain fwelling gale gloom grace grove heart heaven hills himſelf labour laft loft mingled mix'd mountains Mufe mufic Muſe Nature Nature's night nought o'er paffions peace pleaſure Pour'd rage raiſe rife round rous'd ruſhing ſcarce ſcene ſhade ſhakes ſhe ſhore ſky ſpirit ſpreads ſtate ſtill ſtores ſtorm ſweep ſweet ſwift tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil treaſures vaft vale virtue waſte wave whofe whoſe wild winds wing Winter wiſdom woods
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Сторінка 43 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Сторінка 164 - Resistless, roaring, dreadful, down it comes, From the rude mountain, and the mossy wild, Tumbling through rocks abrupt, and...
Сторінка 192 - Who, here entangled in the gathering ice, Take their last look of the descending sun; While, full of death, and fierce with tenfold frost, The long long night, incumbent o'er their heads, Falls horrible. Such was the Briton's * fate, As with first prow (what have not Britons dared!) He for the passage sought, attempted since So much in vain, and seeming to be shut By jealous Nature with eternal bars.
Сторінка 208 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
Сторінка 201 - Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the...
Сторінка 42 - But happy they ! the happiest of their kind ! Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. 'Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace, but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where Friendship...
Сторінка 59 - Urg'd to the giddy brink, much is the toil, The clamour much, of men, and boys, and dogs, Ere the soft fearful people to the flood Commit their woolly sides.
Сторінка 77 - Ill-fated race! the softening arts of peace, Whate'er the humanizing muses teach; The god-like wisdom of the temper'd breast; Progressive truth, the patient force of thought; Investigation calm, whose silent powers Command the world; the light that leads to heaven; Kind equal rule, the government of laws, And all-protecting freedom, which alone Sustains the name and dignity of man: These are not theirs.
Сторінка 196 - Tis come, the glorious morn! the second birth Of heaven and earth! awakening nature hears The new-creating word, and starts to life In every heightened form, from pain and death For ever free.
Сторінка 172 - How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame. How many bleed, By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs.