Goldsmith's The Traveller, and The Deserted Village: Gray's Elegy and Other PoemsLongmans, Green, 1919 - 80 Seiten |
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... thou can'st read ) the lay Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn . " 115 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 ...
... thou can'st read ) the lay Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn . " 115 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 ...
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... thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green , The paths of pleasure trace , 5 ΙΟ 15 20 ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE 9 Who foremost 8 ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE Ode on a Distant Prospect ...
... thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green , The paths of pleasure trace , 5 ΙΟ 15 20 ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE 9 Who foremost 8 ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE Ode on a Distant Prospect ...
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... warblings lessen on my ear , That lost in long futurity expire . Fond impious man , think'st thou yon sanguine cloud , 135 Rais'd by thy breath , has quench'd the orb of day ? To - morrow he repairs the golden flood , And 22 THE BARD.
... warblings lessen on my ear , That lost in long futurity expire . Fond impious man , think'st thou yon sanguine cloud , 135 Rais'd by thy breath , has quench'd the orb of day ? To - morrow he repairs the golden flood , And 22 THE BARD.
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... thou curst by Heaven's decree , 385 How ill exchang'd are things like these for thee ! How do thy potions , with insidious joy , Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to sickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid ...
... thou curst by Heaven's decree , 385 How ill exchang'd are things like these for thee ! How do thy potions , with insidious joy , Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy ! Kingdoms by thee , to sickly greatness grown , Boast of a florid ...
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... Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe , 405 410 That found'st me poor at first , and keep'st me so ; Thou guide , by which the nobler arts excel , 415 Thou nurse of every virtue , fare thee well ! Farewell ! and oh ! where'er thy ...
... Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe , 405 410 That found'st me poor at first , and keep'st me so ; Thou guide , by which the nobler arts excel , 415 Thou nurse of every virtue , fare thee well ! Farewell ! and oh ! where'er thy ...
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alike Amidst bards beneath blest bliss born bosom bowers breast breath Burke Cambria's charms cheerful CHRONOLOGICAL TABLE-Continued GRAY climes COLLEGE CONTEMPORARY LITERARY HISTORY crown dear death Deserted Village died Edward English Eton ETON COLLEGE eyes fame fate FAVOURITE CAT fire flies fond Frances Burney gale Gayley's Classic Myths GRAY AND GOLDSMITH Gray's Elegy happiness heart Horace Walpole Johnson King King Arthur L'Allegro labour land lawn lines Lord of War luxury lyre mansion Meaning Milton mind mirth night Note o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain PINDARIC ODE pleas'd pleasure poem poet Poetry pomp poor praise pride proud reign Reynolds Richard round scatter'd shade skies smiling sorrow soul stanza Stoke Stoops to Conquer swain Sweet Auburn Taliessin thee thine thou toil Traveller Tristram Shandy tyrant vale Vicar of Wakefield virtues voice Walpole wealth Welsh wish'd yonder ΙΟ
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Seite 60 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Seite 33 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Seite 5 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came : nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Seite 30 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw...
Seite 58 - How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Seite 47 - The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own : Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease ; The naked negro, panting at the line, Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine ; Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam ; His first, best country ever is at home...
Seite 2 - Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Seite 32 - And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Seite 40 - Though very poor, may still be very blest ; That trade's proud empire hastes to swift decay, As ocean sweeps the labour'd mole away ; While self-dependent power can time defy, As rocks resist the billows and the sky.
Seite 60 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks...