The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 71804 |
Между кориците на книгата
Резултати 1 - 5 от 100.
Страница 10
... those eyes ! " O , close them , or the gazer dies ! " * Nay , gentle Pug , for goodnefs hush , I vow , and fwear , you make me blush ; I fhall be angry at this rate ; ' Tis fo like flatt'ry , which I hate .. The Fox , in deeper cunning ...
... those eyes ! " O , close them , or the gazer dies ! " * Nay , gentle Pug , for goodnefs hush , I vow , and fwear , you make me blush ; I fhall be angry at this rate ; ' Tis fo like flatt'ry , which I hate .. The Fox , in deeper cunning ...
Страница 22
... those Pure health , with cheerful vigour flows , And strength , unfeeling of decay , Throughout the long , laborious way . Hence , as they scale that heav'nly road , Each limb is lighten'd of its load ; From earth refining ftill they go ...
... those Pure health , with cheerful vigour flows , And strength , unfeeling of decay , Throughout the long , laborious way . Hence , as they scale that heav'nly road , Each limb is lighten'd of its load ; From earth refining ftill they go ...
Страница 28
... those boafted pow'rs to proof ; And if your prevalence of art Tranfcends my yet unerring dart , I give the fav'rite contest o'er , And ne'er will boaft my empire more . At once , fo faid , and fo confented ; And well our Goddefs feem'd ...
... those boafted pow'rs to proof ; And if your prevalence of art Tranfcends my yet unerring dart , I give the fav'rite contest o'er , And ne'er will boaft my empire more . At once , fo faid , and fo confented ; And well our Goddefs feem'd ...
Страница 33
... those eyes charm no more , And Lucy forgot and alone , To death fhall her Collin deplore . V. While thus the lay funk in despair , And mourn'd to the echoes around , Inflam'd all at once grew the air , And thunder fhook dreadful the ...
... those eyes charm no more , And Lucy forgot and alone , To death fhall her Collin deplore . V. While thus the lay funk in despair , And mourn'd to the echoes around , Inflam'd all at once grew the air , And thunder fhook dreadful the ...
Страница 43
... those virtues which prefage The glories of a rifing age . But , leav.ng all thefe graver things To statesmen , moralifts , and kings , Whose business ' tis fuch points to settle- Ring and bid Robin bring the kettle . Mean while the mufe ...
... those virtues which prefage The glories of a rifing age . But , leav.ng all thefe graver things To statesmen , moralifts , and kings , Whose business ' tis fuch points to settle- Ring and bid Robin bring the kettle . Mean while the mufe ...
Често срещани думи и фрази
Amyntor beauty behold beneath bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft charms defire diftant DIONE ECLOGUE erft ev'n eyes FABLE facred fafe faid fair fame fate fcene fcorn fecret feek feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhine fhore fhould fide figh fing fire firft fkies flain flame fleep fmile foft fome fong fons foon forrow foul fpread fpring ftill ftream fuch fure fwain fweet fwell grace grove guife hand heart heaven honour hour juft laft lefs loft lov'd LYCIDAS lyre maid mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion pain PARTHENIA plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reafon reft rife rofe round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſky ſtate ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou toil tongue train Twas vale vex'd virtue whofe whoſe youth
Популярни откъси
Страница 278 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Страница 276 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Страница 281 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...
Страница 60 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Страница 278 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Страница 279 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Страница 278 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Страница 282 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...
Страница 278 - To thee he gave the heavenly birth, And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged Nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
Страница 68 - The royal lover bore her from the plain ; Yet still her crook and bleating flock remain: Oft, as she went, she backward turn'd her view, And bade that crook and bleating flock adieu. Fair, happy maid ! to other...