English Poems: The restoration and the eighteenth century (1660-1800)Walter Cochrane Bronson University of Chicago Press, 1908 |
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... Thing The Highland Laddie From The Gentle Shepherd MATTHEW GREEN From The Spleen JOHN DYER Grongar Hill JAMES THOMSON The Seasons From Winter From Summer From Spring From Autumn From The Castle of Indolence . EDWARD YOUNG From Love of ...
... Thing The Highland Laddie From The Gentle Shepherd MATTHEW GREEN From The Spleen JOHN DYER Grongar Hill JAMES THOMSON The Seasons From Winter From Summer From Spring From Autumn From The Castle of Indolence . EDWARD YOUNG From Love of ...
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... thing they will abhor One way , and long another for . Free - will they one way disavow ; Another , nothing else allow : All piety consists therein In them ; in other men , all sin . Rather than fail they will defy That which they love ...
... thing they will abhor One way , and long another for . Free - will they one way disavow ; Another , nothing else allow : All piety consists therein In them ; in other men , all sin . Rather than fail they will defy That which they love ...
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... things go , 40 Or who's our friend , or who's our foe- With a fa , la , la , la , la ! To pass our tedious hours away We throw a merry main , Or else at serious ombre play ; But why should we in vain Each other's ruin thus pursue ? We ...
... things go , 40 Or who's our friend , or who's our foe- With a fa , la , la , la , la ! To pass our tedious hours away We throw a merry main , Or else at serious ombre play ; But why should we in vain Each other's ruin thus pursue ? We ...
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... herself she prizes ; And while she laughs at them , forgets She is the thing that she despises . Before 1700 . ΤΟ 15 1710 . JOHN DRYDEN FROM HEROIC STANZAS CONSECRATED TO THE MEMORY OF WILLIAM CONGREVE II WILLIAM CONGREVE Amoret.
... herself she prizes ; And while she laughs at them , forgets She is the thing that she despises . Before 1700 . ΤΟ 15 1710 . JOHN DRYDEN FROM HEROIC STANZAS CONSECRATED TO THE MEMORY OF WILLIAM CONGREVE II WILLIAM CONGREVE Amoret.
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... things To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings . Th ' inhabitants of old Jerusalem Were Jebusites ; the town so called from them , And theirs the native right . But when the chosen people grew more strong , The rightful cause at length ...
... things To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings . Th ' inhabitants of old Jerusalem Were Jebusites ; the town so called from them , And theirs the native right . But when the chosen people grew more strong , The rightful cause at length ...
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Страница 241 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
Страница 283 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth, accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Страница 241 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Страница 357 - Then kneeling down to heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing...
Страница 239 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Страница 358 - O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And...
Страница 287 - For even though vanquished he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound. Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Страница 381 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Страница 138 - 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.
Страница 325 - May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wished...