The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory ObservationsPhillips, Sampson & Company, 1849 - 395 pages |
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... thou art , ( Servile to all the skiey influences , ) That do this habitation , where thou keep'st , Hourly afflict : merely , thou art Death's fool ; For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun , Yet run'st toward him still : thou art ...
... thou art , ( Servile to all the skiey influences , ) That do this habitation , where thou keep'st , Hourly afflict : merely , thou art Death's fool ; For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun , Yet run'st toward him still : thou art ...
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... thou art higher far descended , Thee bright haired Vesta long of yore To solitary Saturn bore ; His daughter she , ( in Saturn's reign Such mixture was not held a stain , ) Oft in glimmering bowers and glades He met her , and in secret ...
... thou art higher far descended , Thee bright haired Vesta long of yore To solitary Saturn bore ; His daughter she , ( in Saturn's reign Such mixture was not held a stain , ) Oft in glimmering bowers and glades He met her , and in secret ...
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... thou art gone , Now thou art gone , and never must return ! Thee , Shepherd , thee the woods and desert caves , With wild thime and the gadding vine o'ergrown , And all their echoes , mourn . The willows , and the hazel copses green ...
... thou art gone , Now thou art gone , and never must return ! Thee , Shepherd , thee the woods and desert caves , With wild thime and the gadding vine o'ergrown , And all their echoes , mourn . The willows , and the hazel copses green ...
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... thou , to our moist vows denied , Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old , Where the great vision of the guarded ... art the Genius of the shore , In thy large recompense , and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood FROM ...
... thou , to our moist vows denied , Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old , Where the great vision of the guarded ... art the Genius of the shore , In thy large recompense , and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood FROM ...
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... thy ashes grace , Nor polished marble emulate thy face ? What though no sacred earth ... art , and all the proud shall be ; Poets themselves must fall like those ... thou beloved no more , FROM THE " EPISTLE TO DR . ARBUTHNOT . " POPE . 99.
... thy ashes grace , Nor polished marble emulate thy face ? What though no sacred earth ... art , and all the proud shall be ; Poets themselves must fall like those ... thou beloved no more , FROM THE " EPISTLE TO DR . ARBUTHNOT . " POPE . 99.
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Page 68 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Page 265 - She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs; And hers shall be the breathing balm And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. "The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 361 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod.
Page 265 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ! This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Page 50 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 188 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Page 87 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Page 51 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 81 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold ! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest.
Page 67 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.