Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes ...J.B. Lippincott & Company, 1875 - Всего страниц: 772 |
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... wise men say it is the wisest course . SHAKSPEARE . His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him ; For then , and not till then , he felt himself , And found the blessedness of being little . SHAKSPEARE . Men 10 Can counsel , and give ...
... wise men say it is the wisest course . SHAKSPEARE . His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him ; For then , and not till then , he felt himself , And found the blessedness of being little . SHAKSPEARE . Men 10 Can counsel , and give ...
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... wise experience . ROWE : Jane Shore . Thou , full of days , like weighty shocks of corn , In season reap'd , shalt to thy grave be borne . GEORGE SANDYS . Nor should their age by years be told , Whose souls more swift than motion climb ...
... wise experience . ROWE : Jane Shore . Thou , full of days , like weighty shocks of corn , In season reap'd , shalt to thy grave be borne . GEORGE SANDYS . Nor should their age by years be told , Whose souls more swift than motion climb ...
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... wise , because ' tis brave ; For though we like it , as a forward child , ' Tis so unsound her cradle is her grave . SIR W. DAVENANT : Gondibert . Ambition , the disease of virtue , bred Like surfeits from an undigested fulness , Meets ...
... wise , because ' tis brave ; For though we like it , as a forward child , ' Tis so unsound her cradle is her grave . SIR W. DAVENANT : Gondibert . Ambition , the disease of virtue , bred Like surfeits from an undigested fulness , Meets ...
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... wise , till age and cares Have form'd thy soul to manage great affairs . DRYDEN . Dare to be great without a guilty crown ; View it , and lay the bright temptation down : ' Tis base to seize on all . DRYDEN . Both ways deceitful is the ...
... wise , till age and cares Have form'd thy soul to manage great affairs . DRYDEN . Dare to be great without a guilty crown ; View it , and lay the bright temptation down : ' Tis base to seize on all . DRYDEN . Both ways deceitful is the ...
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... wise and great . POPE . Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll , In pleasing memory of all he stole ; Now here ... wise ; That jumbled words , if fortune throw ' em , Shall well as Dryden form a poem . If to be sad is to be wise , I ...
... wise and great . POPE . Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll , In pleasing memory of all he stole ; Now here ... wise ; That jumbled words , if fortune throw ' em , Shall well as Dryden form a poem . If to be sad is to be wise , I ...
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ADDISON ANNE BRADSTREET beauty BEN JONSON birds bless breast breath bright BYRON charms Childe Harold clouds coursers COWLEY COWPER dark death delight DENHAM doth dreams DRYDEN earth eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear flowers fools gentle give glory golden grace grief happy hast hath heart heaven honour hope hour Hudibras ISAAC WATTS JOANNA BAILLIE king light live look MILTON mind morning muse N. P. WILLIS nature ne'er never night Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace pleasure POPE pow'r praise pride PRIOR ROSCOMMON round shade SHAKSPEARE shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul SPENSER spirit spring stars stream sweet SWIFT tears thee thine things THOMSON thou thought trees truth virtue voice WALLER WALTER HARTE weep wind wings wise woman words YOUNG youth РОРЕ
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Стр. 393 - How sleep the Brave, who sink to rest By all their Country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there ! W.
Стр. 433 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home! Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Стр. 380 - Dark-heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime; The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible: even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Стр. 97 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Стр. 720 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Стр. 29 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Стр. 297 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Стр. 380 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Стр. 105 - O how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy impart.
Стр. 546 - I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless; ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.