English Poems: The restoration and the eighteenth century (1660-1800)Walter Cochrane Bronson University of Chicago Press, 1908 |
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... rest ; For I would change each hour like them , Were not my heart at rest . But I am tied to very thee , By ev'ry thought I have ; Thy face I only care to see , Thy heart I only crave . All that in woman is adored In thy dear self I ...
... rest ; For I would change each hour like them , Were not my heart at rest . But I am tied to very thee , By ev'ry thought I have ; Thy face I only care to see , Thy heart I only crave . All that in woman is adored In thy dear self I ...
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... rest . 15 1680 . JOHN OLDHAM FROM TO THE MEMORY OF MR . CHARLES MORWENT Thy soul within such silent pomp did keep As if humanity were lulled asleep ; So gentle was thy pilgrimage beneath , Time's unheard feet scarce make less noise , Or ...
... rest . 15 1680 . JOHN OLDHAM FROM TO THE MEMORY OF MR . CHARLES MORWENT Thy soul within such silent pomp did keep As if humanity were lulled asleep ; So gentle was thy pilgrimage beneath , Time's unheard feet scarce make less noise , Or ...
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... rest . 1Ο As that smooth sea which wears the name of Peace Still with one even face appears , And feels no tides to change it from its place , No waves to alter the fair form it bears ; As that unspotted sky Where Nile does want of rain ...
... rest . 1Ο As that smooth sea which wears the name of Peace Still with one even face appears , And feels no tides to change it from its place , No waves to alter the fair form it bears ; As that unspotted sky Where Nile does want of rain ...
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... rest Two giant ships , the pride of all the main ; Which with his one so vigorously he pressed , And flew so home , they could not rise again . 5 Already battered by his lee they lay ; In vain JOHN DRYDEN 15 Song (I feed a flame within) ...
... rest Two giant ships , the pride of all the main ; Which with his one so vigorously he pressed , And flew so home , they could not rise again . 5 Already battered by his lee they lay ; In vain JOHN DRYDEN 15 Song (I feed a flame within) ...
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... rest could raise , Whose heavy eyelids yet were full of night . 40 The next to danger , hot pursued by Fate , Half - clothed , half - naked , hastily retire ; And frighted mothers strike their breasts too late , For helpless infants ...
... rest could raise , Whose heavy eyelids yet were full of night . 40 The next to danger , hot pursued by Fate , Half - clothed , half - naked , hastily retire ; And frighted mothers strike their breasts too late , For helpless infants ...
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Absalom and Achitophel Æneid auld auld lang syne bard beauty beneath blest breast breath charms clouds COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA crown dear death dread Dryden Dunciad e'er earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fire fool frae gentle grace green Grongar Hill hand happy head hear heart Heav'n Highland laddie king live look Lord Lubberkin lyre Mac Flecknoe maid maun mind Muse Nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er Odin once pain passion plain play pleasure poem poet poetry poor Pope pow'r praise pray'r pride queen rage rise round scene shade shining sighs sing skies sleep smile soft song soul sound spring sweet sylphs tears Thalestris thee thine thou thought toil trembling vale verse wander wave weep wild wind wings wyllowe youth ΙΟ
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Seite 241 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
Seite 283 - 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.
Seite 241 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Seite 357 - Then kneeling down to heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing...
Seite 239 - 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.
Seite 358 - O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And...
Seite 287 - For even though vanquished he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound. Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Seite 381 - 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
Seite 138 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent : Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Seite 325 - May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wished...