The cabinet of poetry, containing the best entire pieces in the works of the British poets [ed. by S.J. Pratt].1808 |
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Често срещани думи и фрази
ANTISTROPHE beauty beneath blest bliss blissful band blood bloom bosom breast breath charms cheerful chyle Clan Ross clime courser dear death delight Eurus ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fear fire flame flow flower folly fond gale genius gloom glow grace grief grove happy heart Heaven honour hour Ianthe labour light luxury lyre maid mind Monody morn muse muse's nature nature's ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain pale passion peace Petrarch plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet poison'd pow'r praise pride rage rapture rise round sacred satire scene shade shine sigh skies smile soft song sorrow soul spleen spring stream swain sweet sweet oblivion taste tears tender thee thine thou Tibullus toil train trembling truth Twas vale virtue virtue's wave wild wind wing wretch youth
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Страница 11 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Страница 12 - For thee, who mindful of th' unhonour'd dead Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led: Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoai7-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Страница 8 - A griesly troop are seen, The painful family of Death, More hideous than their queen : This racks the joints, this fires the veins, That every...
Страница 13 - The Progress of Poesy. A Pindaric Ode AWAKE, Aeolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales and Ceres...
Страница 250 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place ; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove...
Страница 12 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Страница 237 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.
Страница 6 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm, thy glassy wave...
Страница 258 - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe; But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wish'd for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for a father's arms.
Страница 250 - A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintain'd its man ; for him light labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more : His best companions, innocence and health; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.