The Poetical Works of Thomas GrayLittle, Brown, 1853 - 223 стор. |
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Сторінка xxxiii
... atque expergiscenti surdus quidam doloris sensus ; frequens etiam in regione sterni oppressio , et cardialgia gravis , fere sempi- terna . " " The Bard " was for some time left unfinished ; but " the accident of seeing a blind harper ...
... atque expergiscenti surdus quidam doloris sensus ; frequens etiam in regione sterni oppressio , et cardialgia gravis , fere sempi- terna . " " The Bard " was for some time left unfinished ; but " the accident of seeing a blind harper ...
Сторінка xxxix
... atque sentienti Rari post cineres habent Poetæ . * But a poet who receives the praise of an enlight- ened age , may with confidence expect its continu- ance ; if he write , not for the fluctuation of taste , nor the caprice of fashion ...
... atque sentienti Rari post cineres habent Poetæ . * But a poet who receives the praise of an enlight- ened age , may with confidence expect its continu- ance ; if he write , not for the fluctuation of taste , nor the caprice of fashion ...
Сторінка 49
... atque intonat ore . " 1 V. 79. Such is the robe that kings must wear , When death has reft their crown . " Mallett . Will . and Marg . st . 3. W. V. 80. " Regales inter mensas . " Virg . Æn . i . 686 . " Sate Matilda in the regal chair ...
... atque intonat ore . " 1 V. 79. Such is the robe that kings must wear , When death has reft their crown . " Mallett . Will . and Marg . st . 3. W. V. 80. " Regales inter mensas . " Virg . Æn . i . 686 . " Sate Matilda in the regal chair ...
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... Atque alia illius reparari in parte locoque . " Young . N. Thoughts , " A golden flood of endless day . " Luke . V. 141. There is a passage in the Thebaid of Statius , iii . 81 , similar to this , describing a bard who had survived his ...
... Atque alia illius reparari in parte locoque . " Young . N. Thoughts , " A golden flood of endless day . " Luke . V. 141. There is a passage in the Thebaid of Statius , iii . 81 , similar to this , describing a bard who had survived his ...
Сторінка 97
... " Lucretius , iii . 907 . Horace has added to the picture an image copied by Gray : " Quod si pudica mulier , in partem juvet Domum , atque dulces liberos , No children run to lisp their sire's return , Or ELEGY . 97.
... " Lucretius , iii . 907 . Horace has added to the picture an image copied by Gray : " Quod si pudica mulier , in partem juvet Domum , atque dulces liberos , No children run to lisp their sire's return , Or ELEGY . 97.
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Сторінка 100 - Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Сторінка 3 - 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 4 - Alas! regardless of their doom The little victims play; No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day: Yet see how all around 'em wait The ministers of human fate And black Misfortune's baleful train!
Сторінка 6 - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why should they know their fate ? Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies. Thought would destroy their paradise. No more ! where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise ! ODE IV.
Сторінка 99 - 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 Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Сторінка 33 - You are my true and honourable wife; As dear to me, as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart.
Сторінка 42 - But oh ! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll ? Visions of glory, spare my aching sight ! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul ! No more our long-lost Arthur we bewail.
Сторінка 114 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Сторінка 31 - 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 xcv - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...