Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer to Sir Walter ScottThomas Wardle, 1838 - Всего страниц: 732 |
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... gentle hopes afford relief . Go then , dear youth ! thy father's rage atone ! And let this tortured bosom beat alone ! The hovering anger yet thou may'st appease ; Go then , dear youth ! nor tempt the faithless seas ! Find out some ...
... gentle hopes afford relief . Go then , dear youth ! thy father's rage atone ! And let this tortured bosom beat alone ! The hovering anger yet thou may'st appease ; Go then , dear youth ! nor tempt the faithless seas ! Find out some ...
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... gentle mate . E'en they th ' impressive dart of Love can feel , Whose stubborn souls are sheathed in triple steel . Nor less o'erjoy'd , perhaps with equal truth , Each faithful maid expects th ' approaching youth . In distant bosoms ...
... gentle mate . E'en they th ' impressive dart of Love can feel , Whose stubborn souls are sheathed in triple steel . Nor less o'erjoy'd , perhaps with equal truth , Each faithful maid expects th ' approaching youth . In distant bosoms ...
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... gently guide my pilgrim feet To find thy hermit cell ; Where in some pure and equal sky , Beneath thy soft indulgent ... gentle sway ? When Autumn friendly to the muse , Shall thy own modest tints diffuse , And shed thy milder day . When ...
... gently guide my pilgrim feet To find thy hermit cell ; Where in some pure and equal sky , Beneath thy soft indulgent ... gentle sway ? When Autumn friendly to the muse , Shall thy own modest tints diffuse , And shed thy milder day . When ...
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... gentle precept which he gave , Became its author well . " Blest is the man whose softening heart Feels all another's pain ; To whom the supplicating eye Was never raised in vain . Whose breast expands with generous warmth A stranger's ...
... gentle precept which he gave , Became its author well . " Blest is the man whose softening heart Feels all another's pain ; To whom the supplicating eye Was never raised in vain . Whose breast expands with generous warmth A stranger's ...
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... gentle kind we owe What comforts and delights us here ; They its gay hopes on youth bestow , And care they soothe and age they cheer . TALE I. THE DUMB ORATORS ; OR , THE BENEFIT OF SOCIETY . With fair round belly with good capon lined ...
... gentle kind we owe What comforts and delights us here ; They its gay hopes on youth bestow , And care they soothe and age they cheer . TALE I. THE DUMB ORATORS ; OR , THE BENEFIT OF SOCIETY . With fair round belly with good capon lined ...
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Стр. 230 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Стр. 230 - Let him follow me! By oppression's woes and pains ! By your sons in servile chains ! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free ! Lay the proud usurpers low ! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow!
Стр. 211 - From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, 'An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Стр. 419 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired.
Стр. 227 - How blythely wad I bide the stoure, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro...
Стр. 233 - Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest! Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, enjoyment, love and pleasure! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever! Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee!
Стр. 202 - Though they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Стр. 223 - Tam, had'st thou but been sae wise, As taen thy ain wife Kate's advice! She tauld thee weel thou was a skellum, A blethering, blustering, drunken blellum That frae November till October, Ae market-day thou was nae sober; That ilka melder wi...
Стр. 224 - That hour, o' night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his beast in; And sic a night he taks the road in As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last; The rattling...
Стр. 233 - But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.