A Collection of Eighteenth Century VerseMargaret Lynn Macmillan, 1907 - 484 Seiten |
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... sing them to thy lute . " He said : - but his last words were scarcely heard ; For Bruce and Longvil had a trap prepared , And down they sent the yet declaiming bard . Sinking he left his drugget robe behind , 215 Borne upwards by a ...
... sing them to thy lute . " He said : - but his last words were scarcely heard ; For Bruce and Longvil had a trap prepared , And down they sent the yet declaiming bard . Sinking he left his drugget robe behind , 215 Borne upwards by a ...
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... sing no more , And tell thy soul she should have fled before : Or fled she with his life , and left this verse To hang on her departed patron's hearse ? 860 Now take thy steepy flight from heaven , and see If thou canst find on earth ...
... sing no more , And tell thy soul she should have fled before : Or fled she with his life , and left this verse To hang on her departed patron's hearse ? 860 Now take thy steepy flight from heaven , and see If thou canst find on earth ...
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... sing , This Moment I attend to Praise , And set my Numbers to thy Lays . Free as thine shall be my Song ; As thy ... sings , is plac'd against a Thorn . She begins , Let all be still ! Muse , thy Promise now fulfil ! Sweet , oh ! sweet ...
... sing , This Moment I attend to Praise , And set my Numbers to thy Lays . Free as thine shall be my Song ; As thy ... sings , is plac'd against a Thorn . She begins , Let all be still ! Muse , thy Promise now fulfil ! Sweet , oh ! sweet ...
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... sing till June ? Till thy Bus'ness all lies waste , And the Time of Building ' s past ! Thus we Poets that have ... sings ; Or from some Tree , famed for the Owl's delight , She , hollowing clear , directs the Wand'rer right : 34 ...
... sing till June ? Till thy Bus'ness all lies waste , And the Time of Building ' s past ! Thus we Poets that have ... sings ; Or from some Tree , famed for the Owl's delight , She , hollowing clear , directs the Wand'rer right : 34 ...
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... sing , " The woods shall answer , and their echo ring . " The hills and rocks attend my doleful lay , Why art thou prouder and more hard than they ? The bleating sheep with my complaints agree , They parched with heat , and I inflamed ...
... sing , " The woods shall answer , and their echo ring . " The hills and rocks attend my doleful lay , Why art thou prouder and more hard than they ? The bleating sheep with my complaints agree , They parched with heat , and I inflamed ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Absalom and Achitophel Balclutha bards beauty beneath bless Braes of Yarrow breast breath busk Carthon cease to sigh charms cheerful Clessámmor clouds crown dark death delight Dryden Dunciad ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear Fingal flowers frae grace grave Grongar Hill groves hand hear heart heaven heroic couplet hill honour Jenny king labour Lobbin Clout Lochaber look lyre maid maun mighty mind morning mourn Muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er passions Pindaric plain pleasure poem poet poetry Pope Pope's Popish Plot pow'r praise pride proud redemption draweth nigh rise Robin Gray round satire scene shade Shadwell shine sing skies smile soft song sorrow soul spread swain sweet tears thee thou thought toil trembling Twas vale verse voice waves weep Whig wind Yarrow ye Britons youth ΙΟ
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 85 - All nature is but art, unknown to thee ; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see ; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good. And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear,
Seite 322 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
Seite 327 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Seite 254 - 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 255 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
Seite 244 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Seite 326 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place : The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door ; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day ; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
Seite 56 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Seite 329 - The country blooms — a garden and a grave. Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's fenceless limits strayed He drives his flock to pick the scanty blade, Those fenceless fields the sons of wealth divide, And even the bare-worn common is denied.
Seite 23 - The princes applaud with a furious joy ; And the king seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy ; Thais led the way, To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy.