The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Svazek 8Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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Strana 33
... force there . I would say , if I were not afraid the reader would think me too nice , that it commonly closes with verbs ; in which we know the life of language consists . Among other improvements , we may reckon that of his rhymes ...
... force there . I would say , if I were not afraid the reader would think me too nice , that it commonly closes with verbs ; in which we know the life of language consists . Among other improvements , we may reckon that of his rhymes ...
Strana 35
... force at foot - ball , care of victory Makes them salute so rudely breast to breast , That their encounter seems too rough for jest ; They ply their feet , and still the restless ball , Tost to and fro , is urged by them all : So fares ...
... force at foot - ball , care of victory Makes them salute so rudely breast to breast , That their encounter seems too rough for jest ; They ply their feet , and still the restless ball , Tost to and fro , is urged by them all : So fares ...
Strana 37
... force But winged troops , or Pegasean horse : Ts not so hard for greedy foes to spoil Another nat on , as to touch our soil . Should Nature's self invade the world again , And o'er the centre spread the liquid main , Thy power were safe ...
... force But winged troops , or Pegasean horse : Ts not so hard for greedy foes to spoil Another nat on , as to touch our soil . Should Nature's self invade the world again , And o'er the centre spread the liquid main , Thy power were safe ...
Strana 41
... force of Rome , and fate of Macedon ) In his lost sons did feel the cruel stroke Of changing fortune ; and thus highly spoke Before Rome's people : " We did oft implore , That if the heavens had any bad in store For your Emilius , they ...
... force of Rome , and fate of Macedon ) In his lost sons did feel the cruel stroke Of changing fortune ; and thus highly spoke Before Rome's people : " We did oft implore , That if the heavens had any bad in store For your Emilius , they ...
Strana 43
... force his vigils keep ; And , for another's joy , suspend her sleep . OF THE MISREPORT OF HER BEING PAINTED . As when a sort of wolves infest the night , With their wild howlings at fair Cynthia's light ; The noise may chase sweet ...
... force his vigils keep ; And , for another's joy , suspend her sleep . OF THE MISREPORT OF HER BEING PAINTED . As when a sort of wolves infest the night , With their wild howlings at fair Cynthia's light ; The noise may chase sweet ...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Svazek 8 Alexander Chalmers Úplné zobrazení - 1819 |
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Strana 470 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.
Strana 471 - To all the blest above : So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky.
Strana 523 - Refuse his age the needful hours of rest? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave what with his toil he won, To that unfeather'd two-legg'd thing, a son ; Got, while his soul did huddled notions try ; And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy.
Strana 480 - I am as free as Nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran...
Strana 587 - Tis resolv'd; for nature pleads, that he Should only rule who most resembles me. Shadwell alone my perfect image bears, Mature in dulness from his tender years; Shadwell alone, of all my sons, is he Who stands confirm'd in full stupidity. ,The rest to some faint meaning make pretence, But Shadwell never deviates into sense. Some beams of wit on other souls may fall, Strike through, and make a lucid interval; But Shadwell's genuine night admits no ray, His rising fogs prevail upon the day.
Strana 53 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read...
Strana 587 - Through all the realms of nonsense absolute. This aged prince, now flourishing in peace. And blest with issue of a large increase...
Strana 523 - With public zeal to cancel private crimes. How safe is treason, and how sacred ill, Where none can sin against the people's will, Where crowds can wink, and no offence be known, Since in another's guilt they find their own?
Strana 564 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way. Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe; Give us Thyself, that we may see The Father, and the Son, by Thee. Immortal honour, endless fame, Attend the...
Strana 23 - Contemplative piety, or the intercourse between God and the human soul, cannot be poetical. Man, admitted to implore the mercy of his Creator, and plead the merits of his Redeemer, is already in a higher state than poetry can confer.