Third period - From Dryden to CowperJames Nichol, 1860 |
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... NIGHT BEFORE AN ENGAGEMENT . 1 To all you ladies now at land , We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write ; The Muses now , and Neptune too , We must implore to write to you , With a fa , la , la ...
... NIGHT BEFORE AN ENGAGEMENT . 1 To all you ladies now at land , We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write ; The Muses now , and Neptune too , We must implore to write to you , With a fa , la , la ...
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... night , Darkling I sigh , and feed with dismal thoughts My anxious mind ; or sometimes mournful verse Indite , and sing of groves and myrtle shades , Or desperate lady near a purling stream , Or lover pendent on a willow - tree ...
... night , Darkling I sigh , and feed with dismal thoughts My anxious mind ; or sometimes mournful verse Indite , and sing of groves and myrtle shades , Or desperate lady near a purling stream , Or lover pendent on a willow - tree ...
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... night the goddess lies , Yet to the learn'd unveils her dark disguise , But shuns the gross access of vulgar eyes . Now she unfolds the faint and dawning strife Of infant atoms kindling into life ; How ductile matter new meanders takes ...
... night the goddess lies , Yet to the learn'd unveils her dark disguise , But shuns the gross access of vulgar eyes . Now she unfolds the faint and dawning strife Of infant atoms kindling into life ; How ductile matter new meanders takes ...
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... o'er the month presides , Gives love the night , and doubly gilds the day ; Thither , indulgent to my prayer , Ye bright harmonious 25 1640-1800 . ] [ FENTON . THE LESS - KNOWN BRITISH POETS . An Ode to the Right Hon John Lord Gower.
... o'er the month presides , Gives love the night , and doubly gilds the day ; Thither , indulgent to my prayer , Ye bright harmonious 25 1640-1800 . ] [ FENTON . THE LESS - KNOWN BRITISH POETS . An Ode to the Right Hon John Lord Gower.
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... night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ? How silent did his old companions tread , By midnight lamps , the mansions of the dead , Through breathing statues , then unheeded things , Through rows of warriors , and ...
... night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ? How silent did his old companions tread , By midnight lamps , the mansions of the dead , Through breathing statues , then unheeded things , Through rows of warriors , and ...
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Allan Ramsay arms bard beauty became beneath birks bless blest bloom bonny bonny bride born Braes of Yarrow breast breath busk Busk ye Canynge charms cheerful CHRISTOPHER SMART Crieff Cuckoo Cumnor DAVID MALLETT dear death delight died divine Dr Johnson e'er elevated song eyes fair fame father fear flame flowers frae genius gentle grace green grove hear heart heaven hills Invermay Jenny king live Lochaber Lord maid Mallett married maun mild ale mind Monody mournful Muse nature's ne'er never night o'er peace Peggy poem poet poetical poetry poor Pope praise rose round shade sigh sing smile song Song to David soon sorrow soul Splendid Shilling spring sweet Swift tears tell thee thine thou thought Tis green Twas verse virtue voice waves weep wife wind wing wrote youth
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Страница 305 - E'en from the grave thou shalt have power to charm. Bid them be chaste, be innocent, like thee; Bid them in duty's sphere as meekly move; And if so fair, from vanity as free, As firm in friendship, and as fond in love, — Tell them...
Страница 129 - My master carries me to church, And often am I blamed Because I leave him in the lurch As soon as text is named ; I leave the church in sermon-time And slink away to Sally ; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Страница 305 - Take, holy earth ! all that my soul holds dear: Take that best gift which Heaven so lately gave : To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form : she bow'd to taste the wave, And died.
Страница 97 - Soft and easy is thy cradle: Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay, When His birthplace was a stable And His softest bed was hay.
Страница 74 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall, (I wish I knew what king to call.; Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Страница 169 - Strong is the lion — like a coal His eyeball — like a bastion's mole His chest against the foes: Strong the gier-eagle on his sail, Strong against tide the enormous whale Emerges as he goes.
Страница 73 - Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love my death lament. Poor Pope will grieve a month, and Gay A week, and Arbuthnot a day. St John himself will scarce forbear To bite his pen, and drop a tear. The rest will give a shrug, and cry, ' I 'm sorry — but we all must die!