The Poetical Works of Thomas ParnellLittle, Brown, 1854 - 128 страници |
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... hands . For my own , I beg earnestly of you to return to us as soon as possible . You know how very much I want you ; and that , how- ever your business may depend on any other , my business depends entirely upon you ; and yet still I ...
... hands . For my own , I beg earnestly of you to return to us as soon as possible . You know how very much I want you ; and that , how- ever your business may depend on any other , my business depends entirely upon you ; and yet still I ...
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... hands , I mean your Zoilus , which really transcends the expectations I had conceived of it . I have put it into the press , beginning with the poem Batra- chom ; for you seem , by the first paragraph of the dedication of it , to design ...
... hands , I mean your Zoilus , which really transcends the expectations I had conceived of it . I have put it into the press , beginning with the poem Batra- chom ; for you seem , by the first paragraph of the dedication of it , to design ...
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... hand to a couplet ; for so I may call two nymphs in one piece . They are Pope's favourites , and though few , you will guess must have cost me more pains than any nymphs can be worth . He has been so unreasonable as to expect that I ...
... hand to a couplet ; for so I may call two nymphs in one piece . They are Pope's favourites , and though few , you will guess must have cost me more pains than any nymphs can be worth . He has been so unreasonable as to expect that I ...
Страница xxiv
... hand to these presents , not only as a witness , but as a serviteur très - humble , " C. JERVAS . " " It is so great ... hand , their hand wants no heart , and so forth , xxiv LIFE OF PARNELL .
... hand to these presents , not only as a witness , but as a serviteur très - humble , " C. JERVAS . " " It is so great ... hand , their hand wants no heart , and so forth , xxiv LIFE OF PARNELL .
Страница xxv
... hand that raised his best statue , and decked it with its old laurels , should also hang up the scarecrow of his miserable critic , and gibbet up the carcass of Zoilus , to the terror of the witlings of posterity . More , and much more ...
... hand that raised his best statue , and decked it with its old laurels , should also hang up the scarecrow of his miserable critic , and gibbet up the carcass of Zoilus , to the terror of the witlings of posterity . More , and much more ...
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Страница 73 - Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care...
Страница 119 - A task well suited to thy gentle mind? Oh ! if sometimes thy spotless form descend : To me, thy aid, thou guardian genius, lend ! When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill, a frail and feeble heart; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more.
Страница 98 - Go rule thy will, Bid thy wild passions all be still, Know God — and bring thy heart to know, The joys which from religion flow: Then every Grace shall prove its guest, And I'll be there to crown the rest.
Страница 93 - While through their ranks in silver pride The nether crescent seems to glide ! The slumbering breeze forgets to breathe, The lake is smooth and clear beneath, Where once again the spangled show Descends to meet our eyes below. The grounds which on the right aspire, In dimness from the view retire : The left presents a place of graves, Whose wall the silent water laves. That steeple guides thy doubtful sight Among the livid gleams of night. There pass, with melancholy state. By all the solemn heaps...
Страница 119 - I seek to soothe my care, I meet his soul, which breathes in Cato there : If pensive to the rural shades I rove, His shape o'ertakes me in the lonely grove : 'Twas there of Just and Good he...
Страница 117 - And judge, oh judge, my bosom by your own. What mourner ever felt poetic fires ! Slow comes the verse that real woe inspires : Grief unaffected suits but ill with art, Or flowing numbers with a bleeding heart...
Страница 72 - And decks the goddess with the glitt'ring spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.
Страница 97 - Ambition searches all its sphere Of pomp and state to meet thee there. Increasing avarice would find Thy presence in its gold enshrined. The bold adventurer ploughs his way Through rocks amidst the foaming sea, To gain thy love, and then perceives Thou wert not in the rocks and waves.
Страница 51 - UnskilFd in swimming, floats remote from shore. He grasps with fruitless hands to find relief, Supinely falls, and grinds his teeth with grief; Plunging he sinks, and struggling mounts again, And sinks, and strives, but strives with fate in vain. The weighty moisture clogs his hairy vest, And thus the prince his dying rage express'd. Nor thou, that fling'st me floundering from thy back, As from...
Страница 15 - ... sky; At distance I gaze, and am awed by my fears, So strangely you dazzle my eye ! ' But when, without art, Your kind thoughts you impart, When your love runs in blushes through every vein; When it darts from your eyes, when it pants in your heart, Then I know you're a woman again.' ' There's a passion and pride In our sex...