Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of Each AuthorThomas Davison, 1825 - 562 Seiten |
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... Muse , in the gorgeous voluptuousness and romantic tenderness of Spenser , in the severe , studied beauty and awful majesty of Milton , in the elegance and refinement and harmony of Pope , in the strength and satire and sounding rhythm ...
... Muse , in the gorgeous voluptuousness and romantic tenderness of Spenser , in the severe , studied beauty and awful majesty of Milton , in the elegance and refinement and harmony of Pope , in the strength and satire and sounding rhythm ...
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... Muse ( to some ears not unsweet ) Tempers her words to trampling horses ' feet More oft than to a chamber melody : Now blessed you bear onward blessed me To her , where I my heart safe left shall meet , My Muse and I must you of duty ...
... Muse ( to some ears not unsweet ) Tempers her words to trampling horses ' feet More oft than to a chamber melody : Now blessed you bear onward blessed me To her , where I my heart safe left shall meet , My Muse and I must you of duty ...
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... Muse , descend . The Naiads and the nymphs extremely over - joy'd , And on the winding banks all busily employ'd , Upon this joyful day , some dainty chaplets twine : Some others chosen out , with fingers neat and fine , Brave anadems ...
... Muse , descend . The Naiads and the nymphs extremely over - joy'd , And on the winding banks all busily employ'd , Upon this joyful day , some dainty chaplets twine : Some others chosen out , with fingers neat and fine , Brave anadems ...
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... Muse had entrance made , Inclining to the south , but Bever's batning slade Receiveth her to guest , whose coming had too long Put off her rightful praise , when thus herself she sung : " Three shires there are ( quoth she ) in me their ...
... Muse had entrance made , Inclining to the south , but Bever's batning slade Receiveth her to guest , whose coming had too long Put off her rightful praise , when thus herself she sung : " Three shires there are ( quoth she ) in me their ...
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... tow'rds Humber comes , do humbly kiss her feet , And clip her till she grace great Humber with her fall . When Sherwood somewhat back the forward Muse doth call ; SAMUEL DANIEL - A . D. 1562-1619 . SIR JOHN 74 SELECT BRITISH POETS .
... tow'rds Humber comes , do humbly kiss her feet , And clip her till she grace great Humber with her fall . When Sherwood somewhat back the forward Muse doth call ; SAMUEL DANIEL - A . D. 1562-1619 . SIR JOHN 74 SELECT BRITISH POETS .
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Seite 134 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Seite 95 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Seite 214 - Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Seite 79 - This my full rest shall be; England ne'er mourn for me, Nor more esteem me. Victor I will remain, Or on this earth lie slain; Never shall she sustain Loss to redeem me.
Seite 476 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Seite 455 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Seite 97 - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Seite 151 - Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Seite 214 - And, amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise : See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes Behold a ghastly band, Each a torch in his hand...
Seite 111 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.