The Poetical Works of Leigh Hunt, Том 1H. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1923 - 776 страници |
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... sight , purely to please the morbid fancies and social bad consciences of those who perpetuate them ? Lastly , I would ask , whether a long train of misery , and a tragical death , are no calamities , or ' nothing to speak of ' ? I ...
... sight , purely to please the morbid fancies and social bad consciences of those who perpetuate them ? Lastly , I would ask , whether a long train of misery , and a tragical death , are no calamities , or ' nothing to speak of ' ? I ...
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... sight of . It would be idle to reply , that , by bringing out a first cause , we cease to absorb attention upon the second , and endanger a just dread of it . Society only becomes the more bound to see into that first evil , without the ...
... sight of . It would be idle to reply , that , by bringing out a first cause , we cease to absorb attention upon the second , and endanger a just dread of it . Society only becomes the more bound to see into that first evil , without the ...
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... sight With freshness , after all those colours bright : And as with quoit - like drop their steps they bear , They lend their streaming tails to the fond air . These for a princely present are divined , And shew the giver is not far ...
... sight With freshness , after all those colours bright : And as with quoit - like drop their steps they bear , They lend their streaming tails to the fond air . These for a princely present are divined , And shew the giver is not far ...
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... sight attends , Moves as he passes , -as he bends him , bends , — Watches his air , his gesture , and his face , And thinks it never saw such manly grace , 280 290 So fine are his bare throat , and curls of black , — So lightsomely ...
... sight attends , Moves as he passes , -as he bends him , bends , — Watches his air , his gesture , and his face , And thinks it never saw such manly grace , 280 290 So fine are his bare throat , and curls of black , — So lightsomely ...
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... sight of conduct's only worth , The scattering smiles on this uneasy earth , And on the strength of virtues of small weight , Claimed tow'rds himself the exercise of great . He kept no reckoning with his sweets and sours ; - He'd hold a ...
... sight of conduct's only worth , The scattering smiles on this uneasy earth , And on the strength of virtues of small weight , Claimed tow'rds himself the exercise of great . He kept no reckoning with his sweets and sours ; - He'd hold a ...
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Страница xxii - Waller was smooth ; but Dryden taught to join The varying verse, the full resounding line, The long majestic march, and energy divine : Though still some traces of our rustic vein And splay-foot verse remain'd, and will remain.
Страница 91 - The vision raised its head, And. with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerly still ; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
Страница 362 - JENNY kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me, Say I'm growing old, but add, Jenny kissed me.
Страница 76 - King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, And one day, as his lions fought, sat looking on the court.
Страница 159 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow, The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Страница 238 - Green little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole voice that's heard amidst the lazy noon, When even the bees lag at the summoning brass; And you, warm little housekeeper, who class With those who think the candles come too soon, Loving the fire, and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass; Oh sweet and tiny cousins, that belong, One to the fields, the other to the hearth...
Страница 312 - Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient boy; And balmy rest about thee— Smooths off the day's annoy. I sit me down and think Of all thy winning ways; Yet almost wish with sudden shrink That I had less to praise. Thy sidelong pillowed meekness, Thy thanks to all that aid, Thy heart in pain and weakness Of fancied faults afraid ; The little trembling hand That wipes thy quiet tears, These, these are things that may demand Dread memories for years. Sorrows I've had, severe ones.
Страница 422 - I'm growing old, but add, Jenny kissed me. '.II a Leigh SONG OF FAIRIES ROBBING AN Hunt ORCHARD We are the Fairies, blithe and antic, Of dimensions not gigantic, Though the moonshine mostly keep us, Oft in orchards frisk and peep us. Stolen sweets are always sweeter, Stolen kisses much completer, Stolen looks are nice in chapels, Stolen, stolen be your apples...
Страница 52 - I'm mad with want — I'm mad with misery, And, oh thou Sultan Mahmoud, God cries out for thee!" The Sultan comforted the man, and said, " Go home, and I will send thee wine and bread," (For he was poor) " and other comforts. Go ; And, should the wretch return, let Sultan Mahmoud know.
Страница 331 - IF you become a nun, dear, A friar I will be; In any cell you run, dear, Pray look behind for me. The roses all turn pale, too; The doves all take the veil, too; The blind will see the show; What! you become a nun, my dear. I'll not believe it, no! To 625 If you become a nun, dear, The bishop Love will be: The Cupids every one, dear, Will chant, "We trust in thee!