Studies from the English poetsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1852 - Počet stran: 519 |
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Strana 34
... pleasure and pain . Beyond this flood a frozen continent Lies dark and wild , beat with perpetual storms Of whirlwind and dire hail , which on firm land Thaws not , but gathers heap , and ruin seems Of ancient pile ; * * the parching ...
... pleasure and pain . Beyond this flood a frozen continent Lies dark and wild , beat with perpetual storms Of whirlwind and dire hail , which on firm land Thaws not , but gathers heap , and ruin seems Of ancient pile ; * * the parching ...
Strana 64
George Frederick Graham. Ye happy pair ; enjoy , till I return , Short pleasures , for long woes are to succeed ! " So saying , his proud step he scornful turned , But with sly circumspection , and began 445 450 Through wood , through ...
George Frederick Graham. Ye happy pair ; enjoy , till I return , Short pleasures , for long woes are to succeed ! " So saying , his proud step he scornful turned , But with sly circumspection , and began 445 450 Through wood , through ...
Strana 81
... pleasure ; be it to fly , To swim , to dive into the fire , to ride On the curled clouds ; to thy strong bidding , task Ariel , and all his quality . " Pros . Hast thou , spirit , Performed to point the tempest that I bade thee ? Ari ...
... pleasure ; be it to fly , To swim , to dive into the fire , to ride On the curled clouds ; to thy strong bidding , task Ariel , and all his quality . " Pros . Hast thou , spirit , Performed to point the tempest that I bade thee ? Ari ...
Strana 102
... pleasures : O , she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's composed of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile them up , Upon a sore injunction : My sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me ...
... pleasures : O , she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's composed of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile them up , Upon a sore injunction : My sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me ...
Strana 107
... pleasure ; Let us be jocund : Will you troll2 the catch You taught me but while - ere ? Ste . At thy request , monster , I will do reason , any reason : Come on , Trinculo , let us sing . [ Sings . Flout , ' em and cout'em ; and shout ...
... pleasure ; Let us be jocund : Will you troll2 the catch You taught me but while - ere ? Ste . At thy request , monster , I will do reason , any reason : Come on , Trinculo , let us sing . [ Sings . Flout , ' em and cout'em ; and shout ...
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Strana 144 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Strana 183 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Strana 502 - Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.
Strana 185 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word, — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle...
Strana 285 - If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: if a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villany you teach me I will execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Strana 497 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
Strana 357 - Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train And rudely rends thy robes ; So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! W.
Strana 495 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Strana 494 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Strana 362 - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kissed the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.