A Treatise on Versification

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F. & J. Rivington, 1852 - Počet stran: 169

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Strana 120 - Selon que notre idée est plus ou moins obscure, L'expression la suit, ou moins nette, ou plus pure. Ce que l'on conçoit bien s'énonce clairement , Et les mots pour le dire arrivent aisément.
Strana 120 - Till each with other pleas'd, and loth to part, While in their age they differ, join in heart. Thus stands an aged elm in ivy bound, Thus youthful ivy clasps an elm around. Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober grey...
Strana 50 - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Strana 88 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same; Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent!
Strana 94 - GREAT God, what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ! The Judge of mankind doth appear On clouds of glory seated ! The trumpet sounds ! the graves restore The dead which they contained before! Prepare, my soul, to meet him.
Strana 105 - The intricate wards, and every bolt and bar Of massy iron or solid rock with ease Unfastens : on a sudden open fly With impetuous recoil and jarring sound The infernal doors, and on their hinges grate Harsh thunder, that the lowest bottom shook Of Erebus.
Strana 120 - Nature in silence bid the world repose ; When near the road a stately palace rose : There by the Moon through ranks of trees they pass Whose verdure crown'd their sloping sides of grass. It...
Strana 120 - Surtout , qu'en vos écrits la langue révérée Dans vos plus grands excès vous soit toujours sacrée. En vain vous me frappez d'un son mélodieux, Si le terme est impropre ou le tour vicieux. Mon esprit n'admet point un pompeux barbarisme, Ni d'un vers ampoulé l'orgueilleux solécisme.
Strana 156 - O heavenly muse, that not with fading bays Deckest thy brow by th' Heliconian spring, But sittest, crown'd with stars' immortal rays, In heaven, where legions of bright angels sing, Inspire life in my wit, my thoughts upraise, My verse ennoble, and forgive the thing, If fictions light I mix with truth divine, And fill these lines with others

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