The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry: Extracted from the Works of the Most Eminent English Poets ... and Calculated for the Use, Not Only of Schools, But of Private GentlemenW. J. and J. Richardson; Wilkie and Robinson; G. Robinson; F. and C. Rivington; Scatcherd and Letterman; C. Law; Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme; and Lackington and Company, 1806 - Počet stran: 380 |
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Strana 46
Soon as the morning lark salutes the day , Through dewy fields I take my frequent
way , Where I behold the farmer ' s early care , In the revolving labours of the year
. When the fresh Spring in all her state is crown ' d , And high luxuriant grass o ...
Soon as the morning lark salutes the day , Through dewy fields I take my frequent
way , Where I behold the farmer ' s early care , In the revolving labours of the year
. When the fresh Spring in all her state is crown ' d , And high luxuriant grass o ...
Strana 123
Twas then great Marlbro ' s mighty soul was prov ' d , That , in the shock of
charging hosts unmov ' d , Amidst confusion , horror , and despair , Examin ' d all
the dreadful scenes of war : In peaceful thought the field of death survey ' d , To ...
Twas then great Marlbro ' s mighty soul was prov ' d , That , in the shock of
charging hosts unmov ' d , Amidst confusion , horror , and despair , Examin ' d all
the dreadful scenes of war : In peaceful thought the field of death survey ' d , To ...
Strana 131
O who will bear me then to western climes , ( Since Virtue leaves our wretched
land ) to fields . Yet unpolluted with Iberian , swords : . The isles of innocence ,
from mortal view Deeply retird , beneath a plantain ' s shade , Where Happiness
and ...
O who will bear me then to western climes , ( Since Virtue leaves our wretched
land ) to fields . Yet unpolluted with Iberian , swords : . The isles of innocence ,
from mortal view Deeply retird , beneath a plantain ' s shade , Where Happiness
and ...
Strana 133
Yet not these flow ' ry fields of joy Can long my pensive mind employ : Haste ,
Fancy , from these scenes of folly , To meet the matron Melancholy , Goddess of
the fearful eye , That loves to fold her arms and sigh ! Let us with silent footsteps
go ...
Yet not these flow ' ry fields of joy Can long my pensive mind employ : Haste ,
Fancy , from these scenes of folly , To meet the matron Melancholy , Goddess of
the fearful eye , That loves to fold her arms and sigh ! Let us with silent footsteps
go ...
Strana 182
Ill it befits ihee , oh it ill befits “ Acasto ' s daughter , his whose open stores , - Tho '
vast , were little to his ampler ' heart , " The father of a country , thus to pick “ The
very refuse of those harvest fields , “ Which from his bounteous friendship I ...
Ill it befits ihee , oh it ill befits “ Acasto ' s daughter , his whose open stores , - Tho '
vast , were little to his ampler ' heart , " The father of a country , thus to pick “ The
very refuse of those harvest fields , “ Which from his bounteous friendship I ...
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appear arms bear beauty beneath bliss breast breath bright charms death deep delight earth ev'ry eyes face fair fall fame fate fear fields fire fool give grace hand happy head hear heart Heav'n hills honour hope human kind king land light live look lost mind morn Muse nature Nature's never night o'er once pain passion peace plain pleasure poor pow'r praise pride reason rest rise round rules scene sense shade SHAKESPEARE side sight sleep smile soft song soon soul sound spirit spread spring stream sweet thee things thou thought thro toil tongue true turn virtue voice walk waves whole wide wild wind wings wise woods youth
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Strana 251 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Strana 195 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Strana 137 - Dancing in the chequer'd shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Strana 141 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek...
Strana 255 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Strana 235 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is called the feast of Crispian.
Strana 237 - Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Strana 264 - That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Strana 42 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Strana 138 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...