Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Prefaces, 1. köideJohn Aikin Thomas Wardle, 1831 - 807 pages |
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... winds can hurtful murmurs scatter , And nought but Echo flatter . The gods , when they descended , hither From Heaven did always choose their way ; And therefore we may boldly say , That ' tis the way too thither . How happy here should ...
... winds can hurtful murmurs scatter , And nought but Echo flatter . The gods , when they descended , hither From Heaven did always choose their way ; And therefore we may boldly say , That ' tis the way too thither . How happy here should ...
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... winds soon lull'd asleep . Tower'd cities please us then , And the busy hum of men , Where throngs of knights and barons bold , In weeds of peace , high triumphs hold , With store of ladies , whose bright eyes Rain influence , and judge ...
... winds soon lull'd asleep . Tower'd cities please us then , And the busy hum of men , Where throngs of knights and barons bold , In weeds of peace , high triumphs hold , With store of ladies , whose bright eyes Rain influence , and judge ...
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... winds are piping loud , Or ushered with a shower still When the gust hath blown his fill , Ending on the rustling leaves , With minute drops from off the eaves . And , when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams , me , goddess ...
... winds are piping loud , Or ushered with a shower still When the gust hath blown his fill , Ending on the rustling leaves , With minute drops from off the eaves . And , when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams , me , goddess ...
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... winds , and gushing brooks , On whose fresh lap the swart - star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes , That on the green turf suck the honied showers , And purple all the ground with vernal flowers . Bring the ...
... winds , and gushing brooks , On whose fresh lap the swart - star sparely looks ; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes , That on the green turf suck the honied showers , And purple all the ground with vernal flowers . Bring the ...
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... winds listed , On Circe's island fell : ( Who knows not Circe , 50 The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup THE ATTENDANT SPIRIT , afterwards in the habit of Whoever tasted , lost his upright shape , THYRSIS . COMUS , with his crew ...
... winds listed , On Circe's island fell : ( Who knows not Circe , 50 The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup THE ATTENDANT SPIRIT , afterwards in the habit of Whoever tasted , lost his upright shape , THYRSIS . COMUS , with his crew ...
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Adam Anacreon angels appear'd Arcite arm'd arms beast behold bliss bright call'd cherub cherubim clouds COMUS courser Dagon dark death deep delight divine dreadful Earth eternal ev'n evil eyes fair faith fame fate father fear fight fire fix'd flame flowers fruit glory gods grace ground hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell honor hope Israel join'd king light live Lord lov'd Lycidas lyre Messiah mighty mind mortal Muse night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er pain Palamon Paradise pass'd peace Philistines Pirithous plac'd pleas'd praise quire rais'd reign rest return'd rise Satan seem'd shade shalt sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stood sweet taste Thebes thee thence Theseus thine things thou art thought throne thyself tree turn'd Twas vex'd virtue whence winds wings wonder
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Page 32 - on the plains of Heaven, And shook his throne. What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield, And what is else not to be overcome ; That glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from
Page 18 - Elysian flowers, and hear Such strains as would have won the ear Of Pluto, to have quite set free His half-regain'd Eurydice. These delights if thou canst give. Mirth, with thee I mean to live. ■ ' IL PENSEROSO. Hence, vain deluding Joys, The brood of Folly, without father bred ! How little you bested, Or
Page 148 - still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by. But peaceful was the night. Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the Earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist, Whispering new joys to the mild ocean. Who now hath quite forgot to rave,
Page 20 - Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou, perhaps, under the whelming tide, Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world ; Or whether thou, to our moist vows denied, Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old, Where the great vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold ; Look homeward, angel, now, and melt
Page 18 - rebecks sound To many a youth, and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong day-light fail : Then to the spicy nut-brown ale, With stories told of many a feat, How faery Mab the junkets cat ; She was pinch'd, and
Page 20 - As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in Heaven expect thy meed." О fountain Arethuse, and thou honor'd flood, Smooth-sliding Mincius, crown'd with vocal reeds! That strain I heard was of a higher mood : But now my oat proceeds, And listens to the herald of the sea That came in Neptune's plea ; 90
Page 258 - Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shad Though in a bare and rugged way. Through devious lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my wants beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile. With sudden greens and herbage crown
Page 42 - In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fix'd fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost Of good and evil much they argued then. Of happiness and final misery, Passion and apathy, and glory and shame, Vain wisdom all, and
Page 17 - Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of Darkness thin. And to the stack, or the barn-door Stoutly struts his dames before ; Oft listening how the hounds and hom Cheerly rouse the slumbering