The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 541790 |
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... thought , a liftless unconcern , 300 Cold , and averting from our neighbour's good ; Then dark difguft , and hatred , winding wiles , Coward deceit , and ruffian violence ; At laft , extinct each focial feeling , fell And joyless ...
... thought , a liftless unconcern , 300 Cold , and averting from our neighbour's good ; Then dark difguft , and hatred , winding wiles , Coward deceit , and ruffian violence ; At laft , extinct each focial feeling , fell And joyless ...
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... thoughts , 555 Continual , climb ; who , with a master - hand , Haft the great whole into perfection touch'd . By Thee the various vegetative tribes , Wrapt in a filmy net , and clad with leaves , Draw the live ether , and imbibe the ...
... thoughts , 555 Continual , climb ; who , with a master - hand , Haft the great whole into perfection touch'd . By Thee the various vegetative tribes , Wrapt in a filmy net , and clad with leaves , Draw the live ether , and imbibe the ...
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... thought to plume the painted wing ; And try again the long - forgotten ftrain , At first faint - warbled . But no fooner grows The foft infufion prevalent and wide , 585 Than , all alive , at once their joy o'erflows In mufic unconfin'd ...
... thought to plume the painted wing ; And try again the long - forgotten ftrain , At first faint - warbled . But no fooner grows The foft infufion prevalent and wide , 585 Than , all alive , at once their joy o'erflows In mufic unconfin'd ...
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... thought Elate , to make her night excel their day . The black - bird whistles from the thorny brake ; The mellow bullfinch answers from the grove : Nor are the linnets , o'er the flowering furze Pour'd out profufely , filent . Join'd to ...
... thought Elate , to make her night excel their day . The black - bird whistles from the thorny brake ; The mellow bullfinch answers from the grove : Nor are the linnets , o'er the flowering furze Pour'd out profufely , filent . Join'd to ...
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... bounty ; which exalts The brute creation to this finer thought , And annual melts their undefigning hearts Profufely thus in tenderness and joy . VOL . LIV . D Still Still let my fong a nobler note affume , And SPRING . 33.
... bounty ; which exalts The brute creation to this finer thought , And annual melts their undefigning hearts Profufely thus in tenderness and joy . VOL . LIV . D Still Still let my fong a nobler note affume , And SPRING . 33.
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æther amid beam beneath blifs bloom bofom boundleſs breaſt breath breeze CASTLE OF INDOLENCE chearful clouds deep defcends delight earth Ev'n facred fafe fair fame fave fcene feas fecret fenfe fhades fhining fhore fhould fide figh filent filk fing firſt flame fleep flocks flood fmiles fnow focial foft folemn fome fong fons foreft foul fprings ftill ftorm ftream fuch fudden funk fwain fwelling gale gloom grace grove heart heaven hills himſelf labour laft loft mingled mix'd mountains Mufe mufic Muſe Nature Nature's night nought o'er paffions peace pleaſure Pour'd rage raiſe rife round rous'd ruſhing ſcarce ſcene ſhade ſhakes ſhe ſhore ſky ſpirit ſpreads ſtate ſtill ſtores ſtorm ſweep ſweet ſwift tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil treaſures vaft vale virtue waſte wave whofe whoſe wild winds wing Winter wiſdom woods
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Страница 43 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Страница 164 - Resistless, roaring, dreadful, down it comes, From the rude mountain, and the mossy wild, Tumbling through rocks abrupt, and...
Страница 192 - Who, here entangled in the gathering ice, Take their last look of the descending sun; While, full of death, and fierce with tenfold frost, The long long night, incumbent o'er their heads, Falls horrible. Such was the Briton's * fate, As with first prow (what have not Britons dared!) He for the passage sought, attempted since So much in vain, and seeming to be shut By jealous Nature with eternal bars.
Страница 208 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
Страница 201 - Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll. For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the...
Страница 42 - But happy they ! the happiest of their kind ! Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. 'Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace, but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where Friendship...
Страница 59 - Urg'd to the giddy brink, much is the toil, The clamour much, of men, and boys, and dogs, Ere the soft fearful people to the flood Commit their woolly sides.
Страница 77 - Ill-fated race! the softening arts of peace, Whate'er the humanizing muses teach; The god-like wisdom of the temper'd breast; Progressive truth, the patient force of thought; Investigation calm, whose silent powers Command the world; the light that leads to heaven; Kind equal rule, the government of laws, And all-protecting freedom, which alone Sustains the name and dignity of man: These are not theirs.
Страница 196 - Tis come, the glorious morn! the second birth Of heaven and earth! awakening nature hears The new-creating word, and starts to life In every heightened form, from pain and death For ever free.
Страница 172 - How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame. How many bleed, By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs.