The Poetical Works of Thomas ParnellLittle, Brown, 1854 - 128 страници |
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... look on me no more a poet , but a plain commoner , who lives upon his own , and fears and flatters no man . I hope before I die to discharge the debt I owe to Homer , and get upon the whole just xviii LIFE OF PARNELL .
... look on me no more a poet , but a plain commoner , who lives upon his own , and fears and flatters no man . I hope before I die to discharge the debt I owe to Homer , and get upon the whole just xviii LIFE OF PARNELL .
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... plain , And fix'd his seat where love had fix'd the scene : A strong suspicion straight possess'd their mind , ( For poets ever were a gentle kind . ) But when Evanthe near the passage stood , Flung back OF PARNELL . 13.
... plain , And fix'd his seat where love had fix'd the scene : A strong suspicion straight possess'd their mind , ( For poets ever were a gentle kind . ) But when Evanthe near the passage stood , Flung back OF PARNELL . 13.
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... plain , Who both his heart subdue : Gay Cælia's eyes were dazzling fair , Sabina's easy shape and air With softer magic drew . OF PARNELL . 15 Song, "When thy beauty appears Song, "Thyrsis, a young and amorous swain" •
... plain , Who both his heart subdue : Gay Cælia's eyes were dazzling fair , Sabina's easy shape and air With softer magic drew . OF PARNELL . 15 Song, "When thy beauty appears Song, "Thyrsis, a young and amorous swain" •
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... plain ; ' Twas then , in yonder piny grove , That Nature went to meet with Love . Green was her robe , and green her wreath , Where'er she trod , ' twas green beneath ; Where'er she turn'd , the pulses beat With new recruits of genial ...
... plain ; ' Twas then , in yonder piny grove , That Nature went to meet with Love . Green was her robe , and green her wreath , Where'er she trod , ' twas green beneath ; Where'er she turn'd , the pulses beat With new recruits of genial ...
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... plain . As there he bides , it so befell , The wind came rustling down a dell , A shaking seiz'd the wall : Up spring the tapers as before , The faeries bragly foot the floor , And musick fills the hall . But certes sorely sunk with woe ...
... plain . As there he bides , it so befell , The wind came rustling down a dell , A shaking seiz'd the wall : Up spring the tapers as before , The faeries bragly foot the floor , And musick fills the hall . But certes sorely sunk with woe ...
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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...