The English Poets: Selections with Critical IntroductionsThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1895 |
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... Virtue conceal'd within our breast Is inactivity at best : But never shall the Muse endure To let your virtues lie obscure ; Or suffer Envy to conceal Your labours for the public weal . Within your breast all wisdom lies , Either to ...
... Virtue conceal'd within our breast Is inactivity at best : But never shall the Muse endure To let your virtues lie obscure ; Or suffer Envy to conceal Your labours for the public weal . Within your breast all wisdom lies , Either to ...
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... virtue in a maid , A virtue but at second - hand ; They blush because they understand . The Graces next would act their part , And show'd but little of their art ; Their work was half already done , The child with native beauty shone ...
... virtue in a maid , A virtue but at second - hand ; They blush because they understand . The Graces next would act their part , And show'd but little of their art ; Their work was half already done , The child with native beauty shone ...
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... virtues too severe For our corrupted times to bear ; Yet such a lewd licentious age Might well excuse a stoic's rage . The Goat advanced with decent pace , And first excused his youthful face ; Forgiveness begg'd that he appear'd ...
... virtues too severe For our corrupted times to bear ; Yet such a lewd licentious age Might well excuse a stoic's rage . The Goat advanced with decent pace , And first excused his youthful face ; Forgiveness begg'd that he appear'd ...
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... virtue's carried to excess , Wherewith our vanity endows us , Though neither foe nor friend allows us . The Lawyer swears ( you may rely on't ) He never squeezed a needy client ; And this he makes his constant rule , For which his ...
... virtue's carried to excess , Wherewith our vanity endows us , Though neither foe nor friend allows us . The Lawyer swears ( you may rely on't ) He never squeezed a needy client ; And this he makes his constant rule , For which his ...
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... virtue in distress , And seldom fail'd of good success ; As numbers in their hearts must own , Who , but for him , had been unknown . * * * * ' Perhaps I may allow the Dean Had too much satire in his vein ; And seem'd determined not to ...
... virtue in distress , And seldom fail'd of good success ; As numbers in their hearts must own , Who , but for him , had been unknown . * * * * ' Perhaps I may allow the Dean Had too much satire in his vein ; And seem'd determined not to ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 331 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Seite 287 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Seite 535 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days: There, ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere...
Seite 262 - Other refuge have I none — Hangs my helpless soul on Thee : Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me ! , All my trust on Thee is stay'd, All my help from Thee I bring: Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Seite 604 - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. 'Piper, pipe that song again;
Seite 532 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
Seite 464 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Seite 90 - 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 561 - I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee! Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me.
Seite 288 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...