Readings in poetry: a selection from the best English poets, from Spenser to the present times; and specimens of several American poetsJ.W. Parker, 1843 - Всего страниц: 448 |
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... Lost Feelings London America 314 316 · 317 318 320 Hymn of the Angels at the Birth of Christ . My Sister's Grave 311 The Convict Ship 313 Hogg , James . Elegy The Fate of Macgregor • 329 330 Howitt , William and Mary . The Conqueror ...
... Lost Feelings London America 314 316 · 317 318 320 Hymn of the Angels at the Birth of Christ . My Sister's Grave 311 The Convict Ship 313 Hogg , James . Elegy The Fate of Macgregor • 329 330 Howitt , William and Mary . The Conqueror ...
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... lost in the list of the free ; Even realms by the plague and the earthquake destroy'd , May revive - but no hope is for thee . 5. The fifth Anapæstic metre consists of four Anapasts : Măy Ĭ gōvěrn mỹ passions with absolute swãy , And ...
... lost in the list of the free ; Even realms by the plague and the earthquake destroy'd , May revive - but no hope is for thee . 5. The fifth Anapæstic metre consists of four Anapasts : Măy Ĭ gōvěrn mỹ passions with absolute swãy , And ...
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... Lost of Milton ; and , in the three great requi- sites , matter , manner , and means , -it is nearly perfect . Assuredly , no subject could be more important to man , than the loss of primeval innocence , with all its tremendous con ...
... Lost of Milton ; and , in the three great requi- sites , matter , manner , and means , -it is nearly perfect . Assuredly , no subject could be more important to man , than the loss of primeval innocence , with all its tremendous con ...
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Readings. eternity . The manner of the Paradise Lost includes both the language and the structure of the verse ; on this it would be useless to dwell ; to speak of them with adequate praise , would tax the powers of a second Milton . The ...
Readings. eternity . The manner of the Paradise Lost includes both the language and the structure of the verse ; on this it would be useless to dwell ; to speak of them with adequate praise , would tax the powers of a second Milton . The ...
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... lost ; he sank under this complication of calamities , and died 16th January , 1599 , of a broken heart . The great merits of Spenser are his lively fancy , exuberant imagery , noble sentiments , and melodious versification . His ...
... lost ; he sank under this complication of calamities , and died 16th January , 1599 , of a broken heart . The great merits of Spenser are his lively fancy , exuberant imagery , noble sentiments , and melodious versification . His ...
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Стр. 92 - Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes; it disappears!
Стр. 197 - Thou too; hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast — Thou too again, stupendous Mountain! thou That as I raise my head, awhile bowed...
Стр. 36 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death? Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre...
Стр. 147 - This pencil take (she said) whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year ; Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of Joy, Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Стр. 61 - In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard. What could be less than to afford him praise, The easiest recompense, and pay him thanks, How due! yet all his good...
Стр. 354 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
Стр. 196 - Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn.
Стр. 36 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How...
Стр. 52 - TO BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast ? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile, To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Стр. 38 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown; Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere; Heaven did a recompense as largely send : He gave to misery (all he had) a tear, He gain'd from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend.