Selections from the British Poets: Chronologically Arranged from Chaucer to the Present Time, Under Separate Divisions, with Introductions Explaining the Different Species of PoetryCommissioners of National Education in Ireland, 1851 |
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... calm I find To be most solace to itself , Best cure for angry mind . No change of fortune's calms Can cast my comforts down : When fortune smiles , I smile to think How quickly she will frown ; And when in froward mood , She mov'd an ...
... calm I find To be most solace to itself , Best cure for angry mind . No change of fortune's calms Can cast my comforts down : When fortune smiles , I smile to think How quickly she will frown ; And when in froward mood , She mov'd an ...
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... calm . RICHARD CRASHAW . DATE OF BIRTH UNCERTAIN ; DIED ABOUT 1650 . HYMN TO THE NATIVITY . GLOOMY night embrac'd the place Where the noble infant lay ; The babe look'd up and show'd his face- In spite of darkness it was day . We saw ...
... calm . RICHARD CRASHAW . DATE OF BIRTH UNCERTAIN ; DIED ABOUT 1650 . HYMN TO THE NATIVITY . GLOOMY night embrac'd the place Where the noble infant lay ; The babe look'd up and show'd his face- In spite of darkness it was day . We saw ...
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... calms and ease ? Ambition searches all its sphere Of pomp and state , to meet thee there : Increasing avarice would find Thy presence in its gold enshrin'd ; The bold adventurer ploughs his way , Through rocks amidst the foaming sea ...
... calms and ease ? Ambition searches all its sphere Of pomp and state , to meet thee there : Increasing avarice would find Thy presence in its gold enshrin'd ; The bold adventurer ploughs his way , Through rocks amidst the foaming sea ...
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... calm subsides ! How the smooth'd spirit into goodness glides . Oh how divine ! to tread the milky way To the bright palace of the Lord of day ; His court admire , or for his favour sue , Or leagues of friendship with his saints renew ...
... calm subsides ! How the smooth'd spirit into goodness glides . Oh how divine ! to tread the milky way To the bright palace of the Lord of day ; His court admire , or for his favour sue , Or leagues of friendship with his saints renew ...
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... calms the mind , And makes the happiness she does not find . JOHN HAWKESWORTH . BORN , 1715 ; Died , 1773 . HYMN . IN sleep's serene oblivion laid , I safely pass'd the silent night ; At once I see the breaking shade , And drink again ...
... calms the mind , And makes the happiness she does not find . JOHN HAWKESWORTH . BORN , 1715 ; Died , 1773 . HYMN . IN sleep's serene oblivion laid , I safely pass'd the silent night ; At once I see the breaking shade , And drink again ...
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Страница 59 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy and confined, from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come...
Страница 204 - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee...
Страница 203 - To die, to sleep ; To sleep : perchance to dream : ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause : there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Страница 429 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, months and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Страница 204 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down...
Страница 325 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon. Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Страница 144 - We need not bid, for cloister'd cell, Our neighbour and our work farewell, Nor strive to wind ourselves too high For sinful man beneath the sky : The trivial round, the common task, Would furnish all we ought to ask ; Room to deny ourselves ; a road To bring us, daily, nearer God.
Страница 375 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Страница 11 - This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Страница 355 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.