The Works of the British Poets, Том 5John & Arthur Arch; and for Bell & Bradfute, and J. Mundell & Company Edinburgh., 1795 - 1157 страници |
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... o'er- Bufiris and his Memphian chivalry , While with perfidious hatred they purfued The fojourners of Gothen , who beheld From the fafe fhore their floating carcafes And broken chariot wheels : fo thick beftrown Abject and loft lay ...
... o'er- Bufiris and his Memphian chivalry , While with perfidious hatred they purfued The fojourners of Gothen , who beheld From the fafe fhore their floating carcafes And broken chariot wheels : fo thick beftrown Abject and loft lay ...
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... o'er the smooth And level pavement : from the arched roof Pendent by fubtile magic , many a row Of ftarry lamps and blazing creffets , fed With Naptha and Asphaltus , yielded light As from a fky . The hafty multitude Admiring enter'd ...
... o'er the smooth And level pavement : from the arched roof Pendent by fubtile magic , many a row Of ftarry lamps and blazing creffets , fed With Naptha and Asphaltus , yielded light As from a fky . The hafty multitude Admiring enter'd ...
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... o'er with zeal . Thus they their doubtful confultations dark Ended , rejoicing in their matchlefs chief : As when from mountain tops the dusky clouds Afcending , while the north wind fleeps , o'erfpread Heav'n's cheerful face , the ...
... o'er with zeal . Thus they their doubtful confultations dark Ended , rejoicing in their matchlefs chief : As when from mountain tops the dusky clouds Afcending , while the north wind fleeps , o'erfpread Heav'n's cheerful face , the ...
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... o'er hill or moory dale , Purfues the Arimafpian , who by ftealth Had from his wakeful cuftody purloin'd The guarded gold : fo eagerly the Fiend O'er bog , or iteep , through strait , rough , dense , or rare , | With head , hands ...
... o'er hill or moory dale , Purfues the Arimafpian , who by ftealth Had from his wakeful cuftody purloin'd The guarded gold : fo eagerly the Fiend O'er bog , or iteep , through strait , rough , dense , or rare , | With head , hands ...
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... o'er Elyfian flow'rs her amber stream ! With thefe that never fade the Spirits elect Bind their refplendent locks inwreath'd with beams , Now in loofe garlands thick thrown off , the bright Pavement , that like a fea of jafper shone ...
... o'er Elyfian flow'rs her amber stream ! With thefe that never fade the Spirits elect Bind their refplendent locks inwreath'd with beams , Now in loofe garlands thick thrown off , the bright Pavement , that like a fea of jafper shone ...
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Страница 11 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n. What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least We shall be free; th...
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Страница 25 - I visit; nor sometimes forget Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus, prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
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Страница 26 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Страница 224 - This only grant me, that my means may lie Too low for envy, for contempt too high.
Страница 25 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.