Specimens of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critcal Notices and An Essay on English PoetryH. Carey Baird, 1855 - Всего страниц: 749 |
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... bless them , and destine some of them to be kings and em- perors , some dukes and barons , and others sheriffs , mayors , and aldermen . Unwilling that any of her family should forfeit bless- ings whilst they were going , she ...
... bless them , and destine some of them to be kings and em- perors , some dukes and barons , and others sheriffs , mayors , and aldermen . Unwilling that any of her family should forfeit bless- ings whilst they were going , she ...
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... bless him with the knowledge of Your constancy.- Cleon . O get thee wings and fly then : Tell him my love doth burn like vestal fire , Which with his memory , richer than all spices , Dispersed odours round about my soul , And did ...
... bless him with the knowledge of Your constancy.- Cleon . O get thee wings and fly then : Tell him my love doth burn like vestal fire , Which with his memory , richer than all spices , Dispersed odours round about my soul , And did ...
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... bless the useful light . POPE . As when around the clear bright moon , the stars Shine in full splendour , and the winds are hush'd , The groves , the mountain - tops , the headland heights Stand all apparent , not a vapour streaks The ...
... bless the useful light . POPE . As when around the clear bright moon , the stars Shine in full splendour , and the winds are hush'd , The groves , the mountain - tops , the headland heights Stand all apparent , not a vapour streaks The ...
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... blessed seed ! O chosen sheep , that love the Lord indeed ! O hungry hearts ! feed still upon his word , And put your trust in Him with one accord . For He hath mercy evermore at hand , His fountains flow , his springs do never stand ...
... blessed seed ! O chosen sheep , that love the Lord indeed ! O hungry hearts ! feed still upon his word , And put your trust in Him with one accord . For He hath mercy evermore at hand , His fountains flow , his springs do never stand ...
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... bless thyself that so art freed . V. No youth shall sue such one to win , Unmark'd by all the shining fair , Save for her pride and scorn , such sin As heart of love can never bear ; Like leafless plant in blasted shade , So liveth she ...
... bless thyself that so art freed . V. No youth shall sue such one to win , Unmark'd by all the shining fair , Save for her pride and scorn , such sin As heart of love can never bear ; Like leafless plant in blasted shade , So liveth she ...
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Specimens of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical ..., Том 4 Thomas Campbell Полный просмотр - 1819 |
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Aret beauty behold Ben Jonson bless blood Born breast breath bright Cham Chaucer CLEORA Corb court dear death delight Died dost doth Duch Duchess of Malfi Earl earth English eyes fair fame fancy fate father fear flame genius give grace grief hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven Hengo honour Hudibras Jonson king kiss lady language Layamon Leost Leosthenes light live look Lord maid Massinissa mind Mirror for Magistrates Muse NATHANIEL FIELD nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er passion pleasure poem poet poetical poetry poor praise prince queen quoth Robert of Gloucester Saxon Scotland seem'd shade Shakspeare shine sight sing smile song sorrow soul speak spirit sweet taste tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought Twas unto verse virtue wanton whilst wind wretch youth
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Стр. 139 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Стр. 264 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Стр. 264 - I With shriller throat shall sing The sweetness, mercy, majesty, And glories of my King; When I shall voice aloud how good He is, how great should be, Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty.
Стр. 139 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Стр. 312 - Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the soul, She all in every part, — why was the sight To such a tender ball as...
Стр. 311 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Стр. 101 - Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw. 0 make in me those civil wars to cease: 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light, A rosy garland and a weary head: And if these things, as being thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me, Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see.
Стр. 341 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Стр. 117 - Tell fortune of her blindness; Tell nature of decay; Tell friendship of unkindness; Tell justice of delay. And if they will reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell arts they have no soundness, But vary by esteeming; Tell schools they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming. If arts and schools reply, Give arts and schools the lie. Tell faith it's fled the city; Tell how the country erreth; Tell manhood shakes off" pity; Tell virtue least preferreth.
Стр. 139 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...