Book of Elegant Poetical ExtractsLeavitt & Allen Bros., 1869 - 506 страници |
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... Blush .. 93 Actors 17 Boasting 93 Adieu 19 Book 94 Adversity 23 • Bravery 97 Advice . 27 Brevity 145 Age Affection Aubition . Ancestry Anger 28 Bribery 65 30 Brute .. 40 32 Building 53 35 C. 37 Animal 40 Calumny 101 Antiquary Apparel 42 ...
... Blush .. 93 Actors 17 Boasting 93 Adieu 19 Book 94 Adversity 23 • Bravery 97 Advice . 27 Brevity 145 Age Affection Aubition . Ancestry Anger 28 Bribery 65 30 Brute .. 40 32 Building 53 35 C. 37 Animal 40 Calumny 101 Antiquary Apparel 42 ...
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... blush of youth We parted , as they never part Whose tears are doom'd to be forgot ; Oh by that agony of heart , Forget me not - forget me not ! " T was bitter then to rend the heart With the sad word that we must part ADVERSITY ...
... blush of youth We parted , as they never part Whose tears are doom'd to be forgot ; Oh by that agony of heart , Forget me not - forget me not ! " T was bitter then to rend the heart With the sad word that we must part ADVERSITY ...
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... blush of conscious guile ; CHARLES SPRAGUE . Its wrongs are pardon'd through a tear , Its hopes crown'd by a smile . The sorrows of thy wounded heart I'll teach thee to forget , And win thee back by gentle art From passion's vain regret ...
... blush of conscious guile ; CHARLES SPRAGUE . Its wrongs are pardon'd through a tear , Its hopes crown'd by a smile . The sorrows of thy wounded heart I'll teach thee to forget , And win thee back by gentle art From passion's vain regret ...
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... blush of morning gone . W. C BRYANT . The visions of my youth are past , Too bright , too beautiful to last . W. C. BRYANT . Fled are the charms that graced that ivory brow ; Where smiled a dimple , gapes a wrinkle now . ROBERT TREAT ...
... blush of morning gone . W. C BRYANT . The visions of my youth are past , Too bright , too beautiful to last . W. C. BRYANT . Fled are the charms that graced that ivory brow ; Where smiled a dimple , gapes a wrinkle now . ROBERT TREAT ...
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... troubled sea . J. W. EASTBURNE At this she bristled up with ire- Her bosom heav'd - her eye glanc'd fire ; The blush that late suffus'd her face , To deeper crimson now gave place ; 39 40 ANIMAL - BEAST - BRUTE . ' Those eyes.
... troubled sea . J. W. EASTBURNE At this she bristled up with ire- Her bosom heav'd - her eye glanc'd fire ; The blush that late suffus'd her face , To deeper crimson now gave place ; 39 40 ANIMAL - BEAST - BRUTE . ' Those eyes.
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AARON HILL beauty BEN JONSON bliss blush bosom breast breath bright brow BUTLER'S Hudibras BYRON'S Childe Harold BYRON'S Corsair BYRON'S Don Juan BYRON'S Giaour CARLOS WILCOX CHARLES SPRAGUE charms cheek clouds Comus COWPER COWPER'S Task dark death doth dreams DRYDEN earth Essay on Criticism fair fame fate fear feel FITZ-GREEN HALLECK flowers fools GAY's Fables glory gold grace grief hath heart heaven honour hope hour immortal J. T. WATSON JOANNA BAILLIE life's light live lov'd man's Margaret of Anjou MILTON'S Comus MILTON'S Paradise Lost mind MOORE N. P. WILLIS ne'er never o'er pain Paradise Lost Parisina passion pleasure POPE POPE'S Essay praise SHAKSPEARE shine Siege of Corinth sigh smile soft sorrow soul SPENSER'S Fairy Queen spirit SPRAGUE'S Curiosity sweet tears thee thine things THOMSON'S Seasons thro virtue weep WELBY wind young YOUNG'S Night Thoughts youth
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Страница 153 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Страница 342 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Страница 457 - 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. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Страница 389 - Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite: Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age: Pleased with this bauble still, as that before; Till tired he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er.
Страница 85 - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door. Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span, Oh ! give relief and heaven will bless your store.
Страница 297 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Страница 173 - 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.
Страница 227 - That call'd them from their native walks away ; When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly look'd their...
Страница 420 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...