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... Hope is the relic I bear , And my solace wherever I go . II . HOPE . My banks they are furnish'd with bees , Whose murmur invites one to sleep ; 50 My grottos are shaded with trees , And my hills are white over with sheep . I seldom ...
... Hope is the relic I bear , And my solace wherever I go . II . HOPE . My banks they are furnish'd with bees , Whose murmur invites one to sleep ; 50 My grottos are shaded with trees , And my hills are white over with sheep . I seldom ...
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... swain more engaging than me . Ah ! Love every hope can inspire ; It banishes wisdom the while ; And the lip of the nymph we admire Seems for ever adorn'd with a smile . 180 She is faithless , and I am undone : Ye A PASTORAL BALLAD . 35.
... swain more engaging than me . Ah ! Love every hope can inspire ; It banishes wisdom the while ; And the lip of the nymph we admire Seems for ever adorn'd with a smile . 180 She is faithless , and I am undone : Ye A PASTORAL BALLAD . 35.
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... hope of an end to my woes ? 185 190 When I cannot endure to forget 195 The glance that undid my repose . Yet time may diminish the pain ; The flower , and the shrub , and the tree , Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain , 200 In time ...
... hope of an end to my woes ? 185 190 When I cannot endure to forget 195 The glance that undid my repose . Yet time may diminish the pain ; The flower , and the shrub , and the tree , Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain , 200 In time ...
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... hope or to fear ; And ours would be pleasant as hers , Might we view her enjoying it here . COWPER . 55 THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER . FATHER of all ! in every age , In every clime adored , By saint , by savage , and by sage , Jehovah , Jove ...
... hope or to fear ; And ours would be pleasant as hers , Might we view her enjoying it here . COWPER . 55 THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER . FATHER of all ! in every age , In every clime adored , By saint , by savage , and by sage , Jehovah , Jove ...
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... pass'd away , 100 grace Might I still hope to win thy love , No longer would I stay . " " Now farewell grief , and welcome joy 105 Once more unto my heart : For since I've found thee , lovely youth , We 46 THE FRIAR OF ORDERS GREY .
... pass'd away , 100 grace Might I still hope to win thy love , No longer would I stay . " " Now farewell grief , and welcome joy 105 Once more unto my heart : For since I've found thee , lovely youth , We 46 THE FRIAR OF ORDERS GREY .
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Specimens of English Poetry. for the Use of Charterhouse School English Poetry Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
Specimens of English Poetry. for the Use of Charterhouse School English Poetry Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ADAM AND EVE angels art thou beauty BEN JONSON beneath bless blest bliss bowers breast breath bright call'd Canaan charms clouds Crazy Jane cries dark dear death delight doth dwell earth Eurydice Ev'n eyes fair faith fear flowers foreign bands gentle glory glow grace grave green grove hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hermit holy hope hour John Barleycorn king land learn'd light live look'd Lord lubber fiend lyre meads of asphodel morn murmur ne'er night numbers nymph o'er pain pass'd passion peace pity pleasure poor praise pride proud rest rise rose round seem'd shade sigh sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spring swain sweet SWEET Auburn tears thee thine thou art thought Timotheus trembling truth upstar virtue voice wandering wave weep wild winds wings wish'd youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 80 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; 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.
Seite 146 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Seite 107 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait; And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Seite 257 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war: These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Seite 210 - Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small a part of time they share That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Seite 236 - It was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found, He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And, with a natural sigh — " Tis some poor...
Seite 86 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they: While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Seite 112 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Seite 192 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields : A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Seite 81 - 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...