The British poets, including translations, Том 251822 |
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... sing . There thou , sweet saint ! before the quire shalt go , As Harbinger of Heaven , the way to show , The way which thou so well hast learnt below . UPON THE DEATH OF THE EARL OF DUNDEE . Oн last and best of Scots ! who didst ...
... sing . There thou , sweet saint ! before the quire shalt go , As Harbinger of Heaven , the way to show , The way which thou so well hast learnt below . UPON THE DEATH OF THE EARL OF DUNDEE . Oн last and best of Scots ! who didst ...
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... wants , or age depress'd , Stems a wild deluge with a dauntless breast ; And dares to sing thy praises in a clime Where Vice triumphs , and Virtue is a crime ; Where e'en to draw the picture of thy mind , D 2 ELEONORA . 33.
... wants , or age depress'd , Stems a wild deluge with a dauntless breast ; And dares to sing thy praises in a clime Where Vice triumphs , and Virtue is a crime ; Where e'en to draw the picture of thy mind , D 2 ELEONORA . 33.
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... sings of thee . ON THE DEATH OF AMYNTAS . A PASTORAL ELEGY . " TWAS on a joyless and a gloomy morn , Wet was the grass , and hung with pearls the thorn , When Damon , who design'd to pass the day With hounds and horns , and chase the ...
... sings of thee . ON THE DEATH OF AMYNTAS . A PASTORAL ELEGY . " TWAS on a joyless and a gloomy morn , Wet was the grass , and hung with pearls the thorn , When Damon , who design'd to pass the day With hounds and horns , and chase the ...
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... sing him on his way . He cleaves the liquid air , behold he flies , And every moment gains upon the skies . The new ... sing , ye joyful Angels , and admire Your brother's voice that comes to mend your quire : Sing you , while endless ...
... sing him on his way . He cleaves the liquid air , behold he flies , And every moment gains upon the skies . The new ... sing , ye joyful Angels , and admire Your brother's voice that comes to mend your quire : Sing you , while endless ...
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... sing ; With rival notes They strain their warbling throats To welcome in the Spring . But in the close of night , When Philomel begins her heavenly lay , They cease their mutual spite , Drink in her music with delight , And listening ...
... sing ; With rival notes They strain their warbling throats To welcome in the Spring . But in the close of night , When Philomel begins her heavenly lay , They cease their mutual spite , Drink in her music with delight , And listening ...
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Amyntas Arcite arm'd arms Athens beauteous beauty began behold betwixt bless'd bliss blood bore breast breath bride call'd cast Chanticleer COUNTESS OF ABINGDON coursers Creon cried crown'd Cymon dame death decree design'd dream Emily eyes fair falchions fame fate father fear fear'd feast fight fire fix'd flames force fortune gave grace green grief ground grove hand hast heard heart Heaven holy honour JOHN DRYDEN join'd kind king knew knight ladies laurel light live look'd lord lyre Lysimachus maid mind mix'd mortal mourning never o'er oppress'd pain Palamon pass'd Philostratus Pirithous pleased pointed lance prescience prey prince pursue queen quire race rest return'd Reynard Rhodian royal secret seem'd side sigh'd sight sing slain sorrow soul steed stood sung sweet Tancred tears Thebes thee Theseus thine thought Timotheus took turn'd Twas virtue vows wife wind wood youth
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Страница 49 - Soothed with the sound the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain. The master saw the madness rise ; His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ; And while he heaven and earth defied, Changed his hand, and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful muse, Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius, great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate...
Страница 51 - The princes applaud with a furious joy: And the King seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy; Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen fired another Troy...
Страница 53 - CREATOR spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come visit every pious mind ; Come pour thy joys on human kind ; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make thy temples worthy thee.
Страница 54 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way; Make us eternal truths receive And practise all that we believe. Give us thyself, that we may see The Father and the Son by thee. Immortal honour, endless fame, Attend the...
Страница 77 - At every turn she made a little stand, And thrust among the thorns her lily hand To draw the rose, and every rose she drew She shook the stalk, and brush'd away the dew : Then party-colour'd flowers of white and red She wove, to make a garland for her head : This done, she sung and caroll'd out so clear, That men and angels might rejoice to hear : Ev'n wondering Philomel forgot to sing, And learn'd from her to welcome in the spring.
Страница 47 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride : — Happy, happy, happy pair ! None but the brave None but the brave None but the brave deserves the fair...
Страница 51 - Those are Grecian ghosts, that in battle were slain And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain: Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Страница 53 - And make thy temples worthy thee. 0 source of uncreated light, The Father's promised Paraclete ! Thrice Holy Fount, thrice Holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come, and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us, while we sing.
Страница 53 - Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies: She drew an angel down.
Страница 48 - With flying fingers touch'd the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love). A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...