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... breathing sweets diffuse , And soft carnations shower their balmy dews ; Where lilies smile in virgin robes of white , The thin undress of superficial light , And varied tulips show so dazzling gay , Blushing in bright diversities of ...
... breathing sweets diffuse , And soft carnations shower their balmy dews ; Where lilies smile in virgin robes of white , The thin undress of superficial light , And varied tulips show so dazzling gay , Blushing in bright diversities of ...
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... breathing roses blow . I'll stake yon ' lamb , that near the fountain plays , And from the brink his dancing shade surveys.1 DAPHNIS . 16 20 25 25 30 And I this bowl , where wanton ivy twines , And swelling clusters bend the curling ...
... breathing roses blow . I'll stake yon ' lamb , that near the fountain plays , And from the brink his dancing shade surveys.1 DAPHNIS . 16 20 25 25 30 And I this bowl , where wanton ivy twines , And swelling clusters bend the curling ...
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... breath 36 Inspired when living , and bequeath'd in death : 37 32 " Non canimus surdis , respondent omnia sylvæ . " - Virg . 33 A line out of Spenser's Epithalamion . 34 " Quæ nemora , aut qui vos saltus habuere , puellæ Naïdes , indigno ...
... breath 36 Inspired when living , and bequeath'd in death : 37 32 " Non canimus surdis , respondent omnia sylvæ . " - Virg . 33 A line out of Spenser's Epithalamion . 34 " Quæ nemora , aut qui vos saltus habuere , puellæ Naïdes , indigno ...
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... breathe , the waving woods to move , And streams to murmur , ere I cease to love . Not bubbling fountains to the thirsty swain , 45 Not balmy sleep to labourers faint with pain , Not showers to larks , or sun - shine to the bee , Are ...
... breathe , the waving woods to move , And streams to murmur , ere I cease to love . Not bubbling fountains to the thirsty swain , 45 Not balmy sleep to labourers faint with pain , Not showers to larks , or sun - shine to the bee , Are ...
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... breath ; The industrious bees neglect their golden store ! Fair Daphne's dead , and sweetness is no more ! 45 50 No more the mounting larks , while Daphne sings , Shall , listening in mid air , suspend their wings ; No more the birds ...
... breath ; The industrious bees neglect their golden store ! Fair Daphne's dead , and sweetness is no more ! 45 50 No more the mounting larks , while Daphne sings , Shall , listening in mid air , suspend their wings ; No more the birds ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abelard Adrastus ancient appears arms beauty behold bless'd blush breast breath bright charms clouds Craggs crown'd Cynthus Dæmons dame death delight Dryden Dryope e'er earth Eclogue Eloisa envy Eteocles eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flames flowers fury gentle glory glow GODFREY KNELLER gods grace groves hair heart Heaven honour Isaac Bickerstaff Jove kings lady learning lines live Lord Lord Lansdowne maid mournful Muse nature night numbers nymph o'er once passion Pastoral Phaon Phoebus plain pleased poem poet Polynices Pope Pope's praise pride rage reign rise sacred Sappho shade shine sighs sing skies soft soul spread spring Statius sung swell sylphs tears tender Thalestris Thebes thee Theocritus thou thought trees trembling Twas verse Virg Virgil virgin WESTMINSTER ABBEY wife William Trumbull winds youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 183 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Seite 199 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance. 'Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows...
Seite 178 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Seite 265 - Statesman, yet friend to Truth ! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear; Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
Seite 198 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Seite 246 - Restore the Lock ! she cries ; and all around, Restore the Lock ! the vaulted roofs rebound. Not fierce Othello in so loud a strain...
Seite 245 - Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air, Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side ; At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside. See fierce Belinda on the baron flies, With more than usual lightning in her eyes : Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
Seite 178 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Seite 228 - 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...
Seite 242 - CANTO V She said: the pitying audience melt in tears; But Fate and Love had stopp'd the baron's ears. In vain Thalestris with reproach assails, For who can move when fair Belinda fails? Not half so fix'd the Trojan could remain.