The Class Book of Poetry1852 - Počet stran: 144 |
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... father dead ; Force should be right , or rather , right and wrong ( Between whose endless jar justice resides ) ... father : But , you must know , your father lost a father ; That father lost , lost his ; and the survivor bound In filial ...
... father dead ; Force should be right , or rather , right and wrong ( Between whose endless jar justice resides ) ... father : But , you must know , your father lost a father ; That father lost , lost his ; and the survivor bound In filial ...
Strana 31
... father Mæon . 2 Tiresias was a Theban , and Phineus a king of Arcadia , both blind poets . 3 rubbed out , ' alluding to the manner in which the ancients , who wrote on waxen tablets , rubbed out writing . The image of their glorious ...
... father Mæon . 2 Tiresias was a Theban , and Phineus a king of Arcadia , both blind poets . 3 rubbed out , ' alluding to the manner in which the ancients , who wrote on waxen tablets , rubbed out writing . The image of their glorious ...
Strana 35
... Stream , and perpetual draw their humid train . The dry land , Earth , and the great receptacle Of congregated waters he call'd Seas , And saw that it was good , and said , Let th ' earth 35 First father ; call'd by thee , I come thy.
... Stream , and perpetual draw their humid train . The dry land , Earth , and the great receptacle Of congregated waters he call'd Seas , And saw that it was good , and said , Let th ' earth 35 First father ; call'd by thee , I come thy.
Strana 38
Class-book. First father ; call'd by thee , I come thy guide To the garden of bliss , thy seat prepared . So saying , by the hand he took me , raised , And over fields and waters , as in air Smooth sliding without step , last led me up A ...
Class-book. First father ; call'd by thee , I come thy guide To the garden of bliss , thy seat prepared . So saying , by the hand he took me , raised , And over fields and waters , as in air Smooth sliding without step , last led me up A ...
Strana 44
... father bred ! How little you bested , Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys ! Dwell in some idle brain , And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess , As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeams , Or likest ...
... father bred ! How little you bested , Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys ! Dwell in some idle brain , And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess , As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeams , Or likest ...
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BATTLE OF BANNOCKBURN behold beneath birds bless bliss Born A.D. breast breath bright Charles Murray cheerful Chevy Chace clouds dark death deep delight died A.D. doth dread dream e'en earth ENGLISH PEASANT Erle Douglas Erle Percy ETON COLLEGE Eurydice fair father fear fire flood grave green grove hand happy hath head heard heart heaven hill honour king L'ALLEGRO labour LAODAMIA learn'd light live look lyre MELROSE ABBEY mind morn mortal mountains nature Nature's night numbers nymph o'er pain pass'd peace pleasures pomp pride Protesilaus proud rage rise roar round Scottland shade shew shore sight skies slaine sleep smiling soft song soul sound spirit spring storm stormy tempests blow streams sweet Thamyris thee Thessaly thine thou thought Tiresias trembling twine vale virtue voice wanton wave wild wind wings woods
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Strana 12 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text...
Strana 47 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their ha'llow'd haunt.
Strana 138 - BREATHES there the man with soul so dead Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well...
Strana 96 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Strana 31 - Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
Strana 16 - Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Strana 82 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Strana 44 - 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...
Strana 95 - The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove, These were thy charms, sweet village; sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — But all these charms are fled.
Strana 143 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.