Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British Authors from the Earliest to the Present Times, Том 2Chambers, 1844 |
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... look upon themselves as fiends less foul . Men see their friends Drop off like leaves in autumn ; yet launch out Into fantastic schemes , which the long livers In the world's hale and undegenerate days Would scarce have leisure for ...
... look upon themselves as fiends less foul . Men see their friends Drop off like leaves in autumn ; yet launch out Into fantastic schemes , which the long livers In the world's hale and undegenerate days Would scarce have leisure for ...
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... look gay like the rose ; But all our fond care to preserve them is vain , Time kills them as fast as he goes . Then ... looks richer in grace , And gives a sure hope at the end of his days , Of rising in brighter array . EDWARD YOUNG ...
... look gay like the rose ; But all our fond care to preserve them is vain , Time kills them as fast as he goes . Then ... looks richer in grace , And gives a sure hope at the end of his days , Of rising in brighter array . EDWARD YOUNG ...
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... looks , she went To glean Palemon's fields . The pride of swains Palemon was , the generous , and the rich ; Who led ... look , his every feature , More elegantly touched . Sweeter than Spring ! Thou sole surviving blossom from the root ...
... looks , she went To glean Palemon's fields . The pride of swains Palemon was , the generous , and the rich ; Who led ... look , his every feature , More elegantly touched . Sweeter than Spring ! Thou sole surviving blossom from the root ...
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... looks and dying sighs My secret soul discover , While rapture , trembling through mine eyes , Reveals how much I love her . The tender glance , the ... look , and every grace , So charm 25 POETS . WILLIAM HAMILTON . ENGLISH LITERATURE .
... looks and dying sighs My secret soul discover , While rapture , trembling through mine eyes , Reveals how much I love her . The tender glance , the ... look , and every grace , So charm 25 POETS . WILLIAM HAMILTON . ENGLISH LITERATURE .
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... look , and every grace , So charm , whene'er I view thee , Till death o'ertake me in the chase , Still will my hopes ... looks , gesticulation , and dress - have all been brought so vividly before us by his biographer , Bos- well , that ...
... look , and every grace , So charm , whene'er I view thee , Till death o'ertake me in the chase , Still will my hopes ... looks , gesticulation , and dress - have all been brought so vividly before us by his biographer , Bos- well , that ...
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Стр. 376 - drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corpse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning, By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dinily burning.
Стр. 54 - d to the prattle of the purling rille, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves 'plain amid the forest deep, That drowsy rustled to the sighing
Стр. 54 - to stray ; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way. Yet even these bones from insult to protect, Some frail memorial still erected nigh, With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by the unlettered
Стр. 346 - . The volume closed, the customary rites Of the last meal commence. A Roman meal ; Such as the mistress of the world once found Delicious, when her patriots of high note, And
Стр. 324 - words are these:—'I don't know what I may seem to the world ; but as to myself, I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of Truth lay all
Стр. 60 - of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their wo; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was hi
Стр. 372 - him soft names in many a mused rhyme, Darkling I listen ; and for many a time 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
Стр. 377 - thyself; and take a couple of bottles with my service, and tell him he is heartily welcome to them, and to a dozen more if they will do him good. My uncle