The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Svazek 14J. Johnson, 1810 |
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Strana 13
... passion , A little while let virtue be the fashion : And , spite of real or imagin'd blunders , Ev'n let him live , nine days , like other wonders . Guilt's hapless servant sinks into a slave ; And Virtue's last sad strugglings cannot ...
... passion , A little while let virtue be the fashion : And , spite of real or imagin'd blunders , Ev'n let him live , nine days , like other wonders . Guilt's hapless servant sinks into a slave ; And Virtue's last sad strugglings cannot ...
Strana 19
... passion , or of guilt , Of suffering or of sorrow , shall invade The calm sound night of those who rest below . The weary are at peace : the small and great , Life's voyage ended , meet and mingle here . Here sleeps the prisoner safe ...
... passion , or of guilt , Of suffering or of sorrow , shall invade The calm sound night of those who rest below . The weary are at peace : the small and great , Life's voyage ended , meet and mingle here . Here sleeps the prisoner safe ...
Strana 25
... passion's rage , the body from disease . Red on each cheek behold the rose of health ; Firm in each sinew vigour's ... passions , which , as it is the genuine pro - Spontaneous Muse ! O , whether from the depth vince , so is it the great ...
... passion's rage , the body from disease . Red on each cheek behold the rose of health ; Firm in each sinew vigour's ... passions , which , as it is the genuine pro - Spontaneous Muse ! O , whether from the depth vince , so is it the great ...
Strana 28
... passion grew , Did Heaven , consenting to thy wish , indulge That bliss no wealth can bribe , no power bestow , That bliss of angels , love by love repaid ? Heart streaming full to heart in mutual flow Of faith and friendship ...
... passion grew , Did Heaven , consenting to thy wish , indulge That bliss no wealth can bribe , no power bestow , That bliss of angels , love by love repaid ? Heart streaming full to heart in mutual flow Of faith and friendship ...
Strana 29
... passion whirls his thought , Fond expectation , that perchance escap'd , Though passing all belief , the frailer skiff , To which himself had borne th ' unhappy fair , May yet be seen . Around , o'er sea and shore , He roll'd his ardent ...
... passion whirls his thought , Fond expectation , that perchance escap'd , Though passing all belief , the frailer skiff , To which himself had borne th ' unhappy fair , May yet be seen . Around , o'er sea and shore , He roll'd his ardent ...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Svazek 14 Alexander Chalmers Úplné zobrazení - 1810 |
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Svazek 14 Alexander Chalmers Úplné zobrazení - 1810 |
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Svazek 14 Alexander Chalmers Úplné zobrazení - 1810 |
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Amyntor arms awful bard beauty behold beneath bids blest bloom bosom breast breath charms dare death delight divine dread Earth eternal ev'ry fair faithful fame Fancy Fate fear fix'd flame fond fools genius glory grace Greece grove hand happy hath heart Heaven Hesiod honour horrour hour Hymen king laws lord lov'd lyre maid Megacles mind Muse Muse's Naiads Nature Nature's ne'er night numbers nymph o'er once pain Palemon passion Pindar pleasure poem pomp pow'r praise pride proud rage rais'd rapture reign rills rise Rodmond round sacred scene scorn sense shade shame shore smile smiling band soft song soul springs strain stream sublime sweet tear tempest terrour thee thine things thou thought throne toil tongue trembling truth Twas vale vex'd virtue Virtue's voice Whilst wild wind wing wretched youth
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Strana 149 - Awake, ^Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take : The laughing flowers that round them blow Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong. Thro
Strana 146 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Strana 148 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Blushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Strana 146 - Gainst graver hours that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Strana 149 - Man's feeble race what Ills await! Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate!
Strana 147 - The summer friend, the flattering foe ; By vain Prosperity received, To her they vow their truth, and are again believed. Wisdom in sable garb arrayed, Immersed in rapturous thought profound...
Strana 149 - Native's dull abode. And oft, beneath the odorous shade Of Chili's boundless forests laid, She deigns to hear the savage youth repeat, In loose numbers wildly sweet, Their feather-cinctured Chiefs, and dusky Loves. Her track, where'er the Goddess roves, Glory pursue, and generous Shame, The unconquerable Mind, and Freedom's holy flame.
Strana 148 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Strana 151 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Strana 482 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...