Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of Each AuthorThomas Davison, 1825 - 562 pages |
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... O'er bog , or steep , through straft , rough , densa , or rare , With head , hands , wings , or feet , pursues his way , And swims , or sinks , or wades , or creeps , or flies : At length an universal hubbub wild Of stunning sounds and ...
... O'er bog , or steep , through straft , rough , densa , or rare , With head , hands , wings , or feet , pursues his way , And swims , or sinks , or wades , or creeps , or flies : At length an universal hubbub wild Of stunning sounds and ...
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... o'er the lake Rapt in a chariot drawn by fiery steeds . The stairs were then let down , whether to dare The fiend by easy ascent , or aggravate His sad exclusion from the doors of bliss : Direct against which open'd from beneath , Just o'er ...
... o'er the lake Rapt in a chariot drawn by fiery steeds . The stairs were then let down , whether to dare The fiend by easy ascent , or aggravate His sad exclusion from the doors of bliss : Direct against which open'd from beneath , Just o'er ...
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... o'er thy false head . Comus . She fables not ; I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power ; And though not mortal , yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er , as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder , and the ...
... o'er thy false head . Comus . She fables not ; I feel that I do fear Her words set off by some superior power ; And though not mortal , yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er , as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder , and the ...
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... O'er all th ' Italian fields , where still doth sway The triple tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundred fold , who having learn'd thy way , Early may fly the Babylonian woe . On his Blindness . When I consider how my light is spent ...
... O'er all th ' Italian fields , where still doth sway The triple tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundred fold , who having learn'd thy way , Early may fly the Babylonian woe . On his Blindness . When I consider how my light is spent ...
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... o'er which they straddle , And every man ate up his saddle ; He was not half so nice as they , But ate it raw when ' t came in ' s way . He'd traced the countries far and near , More than Le Blanc the traveller , Who writes , he spous'd ...
... o'er which they straddle , And every man ate up his saddle ; He was not half so nice as they , But ate it raw when ' t came in ' s way . He'd traced the countries far and near , More than Le Blanc the traveller , Who writes , he spous'd ...
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Page 134 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Page 95 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Page 214 - Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Page 79 - This my full rest shall be; England ne'er mourn for me, Nor more esteem me. Victor I will remain, Or on this earth lie slain; Never shall she sustain Loss to redeem me.
Page 476 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Page 455 - 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.
Page 97 - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Page 151 - Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Page 214 - And, amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise : See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes Behold a ghastly band, Each a torch in his hand...
Page 111 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.