The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 12J. Johnson, 1810 - 640 страници |
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... falls ! - Ah Sion ! how for thee I mourn ! What pangs for thee I feel ! Ah ! how art thou become the Pagan's scorn ... fall , And herds in nullions perish from the stall ; Yet shall my grateful strings For ever praise thy name , For ...
... falls ! - Ah Sion ! how for thee I mourn ! What pangs for thee I feel ! Ah ! how art thou become the Pagan's scorn ... fall , And herds in nullions perish from the stall ; Yet shall my grateful strings For ever praise thy name , For ...
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... fall of murmuring floods , Where awful shades embrown the woods , Or if , where winds in caverns groan , Thou ... falling day Gilds every mountain with a ruddy ray ! In gentle sighs the softly whispering breeze Salutes the flowers 16 ...
... fall of murmuring floods , Where awful shades embrown the woods , Or if , where winds in caverns groan , Thou ... falling day Gilds every mountain with a ruddy ray ! In gentle sighs the softly whispering breeze Salutes the flowers 16 ...
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... fall'n , degenerates to a fiend : Th ' all - chearing Sun is honour'd with his shrines ; Not that he moves aloft , but that he shines . 1 Mr. Fenton translated four books of the Odys- sey . 2 See the story of Proteus , Odyssey , lib . 4 ...
... fall'n , degenerates to a fiend : Th ' all - chearing Sun is honour'd with his shrines ; Not that he moves aloft , but that he shines . 1 Mr. Fenton translated four books of the Odys- sey . 2 See the story of Proteus , Odyssey , lib . 4 ...
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... Fall'n realms and empires in description view , Live o'er past times , and build whole worlds anew ; Or from the bursting tombs in fancy raise The sons of Fame , who liv'd in ancient days : And lo ! with haughty stalk the warrior treads ...
... Fall'n realms and empires in description view , Live o'er past times , and build whole worlds anew ; Or from the bursting tombs in fancy raise The sons of Fame , who liv'd in ancient days : And lo ! with haughty stalk the warrior treads ...
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... fall , A face in all is seen , and charms in all ! Eridanum cernes in parte locatum cœli . Tull . in Arateis , Gurgite sidereo subterluit Oriona , Claud , TO MR . POPE . ON HIS WORKS . 1726 , LET vulgar souls triumpal arches raise , And ...
... fall , A face in all is seen , and charms in all ! Eridanum cernes in parte locatum cœli . Tull . in Arateis , Gurgite sidereo subterluit Oriona , Claud , TO MR . POPE . ON HIS WORKS . 1726 , LET vulgar souls triumpal arches raise , And ...
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Страница 229 - Presume Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe. If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
Страница 161 - Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require...
Страница 229 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue. What blessings thy free bounty gives Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives — T
Страница 447 - Wisely regardful of the* embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit.
Страница 243 - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown 125 Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd.
Страница 169 - What time would spare, from steel receives its date, And monuments, like men, submit to fate ! Steel could the labour of the gods destroy, And strike to dust th' imperial powers of Troy ; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
Страница 166 - What though no credit doubting wits may give, The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky : These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the ring.
Страница 105 - Dryden knew more of man in his general nature, and Pope in his local manners. The notions of Dryden were formed by comprehensive speculation ; and those of Pope by minute attention. There is more dignity in the knowledge of Dryden, and more certainty in that of Pope. Poetry was not the sole praise of either; for both excelled likewise in prose ; but Pope did not borrow his prose from his predecessor. The style of Dryden is capricious and varied; that of Pope is cautious and uniform. Dryden observes...
Страница 219 - 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 230 - Through this day's life or death ! This day, be bread and peace my lot All else beneath the sun, Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not, And let Thy will be done. To thee, whose temple is all space, Whose altar, earth, sea, skies! One chorus let all Being raise ! All Nature's incense rise ! MOEAL ESSAYS, m FOUR EPISTLES TO SEVERAL PERSONS.