The Feast of the Poets: With Notes, and Other Pieces in VerseJ. Cawthorn, 1814 - 157 страници |
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... true , after all , are rather re- sults of criticism , than criticism itself ; and the smallness of the poem perhaps hardly warranted even this ; but he was anxious to shew that he had at least considered the subjects of which he talked ...
... true , after all , are rather re- sults of criticism , than criticism itself ; and the smallness of the poem perhaps hardly warranted even this ; but he was anxious to shew that he had at least considered the subjects of which he talked ...
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... ve been so remiss , Unless it may be - and it certainly is , That since Dryden's fine verses and Milton's sublime , I have fairly been sick of their sing - song and rhyme . B There was Collins , ' tis true , had a FEAST OF THE POETS.
... ve been so remiss , Unless it may be - and it certainly is , That since Dryden's fine verses and Milton's sublime , I have fairly been sick of their sing - song and rhyme . B There was Collins , ' tis true , had a FEAST OF THE POETS.
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... true , had a good deal to say ; But the rogue had no industry , -neither had Gray : And Thomson , though best in his indolent fits , Either slept himself weary , or bloated his wits . But ever since Pope spoil'd the ears of the town ...
... true , had a good deal to say ; But the rogue had no industry , -neither had Gray : And Thomson , though best in his indolent fits , Either slept himself weary , or bloated his wits . But ever since Pope spoil'd the ears of the town ...
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... true offspring of Jove , The brow all of wisdom , and lips all of love ; For though he was blooming , and oval of cheek , And youth down his shoulders went smoothing and sleek , Yet his look with the reach of past ages was wise , And ...
... true offspring of Jove , The brow all of wisdom , and lips all of love ; For though he was blooming , and oval of cheek , And youth down his shoulders went smoothing and sleek , Yet his look with the reach of past ages was wise , And ...
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... true- My thanks to that name are undoubtedly due : The rod , that got rid of the Cruscas and Lauras , — That plague of the butterflies , -sav'd me the horrors ; The Juvenal too stops a gap in one's shelf , At least in what Dryden has ...
... true- My thanks to that name are undoubtedly due : The rod , that got rid of the Cruscas and Lauras , — That plague of the butterflies , -sav'd me the horrors ; The Juvenal too stops a gap in one's shelf , At least in what Dryden has ...
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Страница 113 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Страница 34 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
Страница 33 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
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Страница 113 - I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound. And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Страница 102 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Страница 113 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
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