Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Volumen1Longman, Hurst, Rees and Orme, 1807 - 449 páginas "These volumes are intended to accompany Mr. Ellis's ... Specimens of the early English poets. That series concludes with reign of Charles II, this begins with that of James his successor."-- Preface. |
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... popular than Milton , characterise their age more truly . Fame , indeed , is of slow growth ; like the Hebrew language , it has no present tense ; Popularity has no future one . The gourd which sprang up in a night withered in a day iv.
... popular than Milton , characterise their age more truly . Fame , indeed , is of slow growth ; like the Hebrew language , it has no present tense ; Popularity has no future one . The gourd which sprang up in a night withered in a day iv.
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... fame of Chaucer has not , indeed , extended so widely as theirs , because English literature has never obtained the same European circulation , as that of the easier languages of the South , and also because our language since his days ...
... fame of Chaucer has not , indeed , extended so widely as theirs , because English literature has never obtained the same European circulation , as that of the easier languages of the South , and also because our language since his days ...
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... fame will stand . The more he is examined the higher he will rise , in estimation . Old Poets in general are only valuable for their anti- quity ; Chaucer , on the contrary , is prevented only by his antiquity from being ranked among ...
... fame will stand . The more he is examined the higher he will rise , in estimation . Old Poets in general are only valuable for their anti- quity ; Chaucer , on the contrary , is prevented only by his antiquity from being ranked among ...
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... fame , says Winstanley , is gone out , and stinketh like the snuff of a can- dle , because he was a most notorious traitor , and did belie the memory of that blessed martyr King Charles I. But though Milton : himself had laboured under ...
... fame , says Winstanley , is gone out , and stinketh like the snuff of a can- dle , because he was a most notorious traitor , and did belie the memory of that blessed martyr King Charles I. But though Milton : himself had laboured under ...
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... fame ; his contemporaries were blind to , or jealous of his merits , and he did not always meet the success he ought to have commanded . Poverty made his death more than commonly wretched ; it is even said , that , in his extreme hunger ...
... fame ; his contemporaries were blind to , or jealous of his merits , and he did not always meet the success he ought to have commanded . Poverty made his death more than commonly wretched ; it is even said , that , in his extreme hunger ...
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Términos y frases comunes
bards beauteous beauty blest bliss breast breath bright Charles charms CONSTANTIA GRIERSON CURSTY dear death delight despair divine dost Dryden dull e'er eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame fond fools George GEORGE SEWELL GEORGE STEPNEY give glory grace grave grief happy heart Heaven honour hopes inspire James JANE BRERETON John JOHN OLDMIXON John Vanbrugh JOSIAH RELPH joys king labour live Lord lover MARY BARBER mighty mind mourn Muse ne'er never NICHOLAS AMHURST night numbers nymph o'er pain passion pleasure poems poetry Poets praise pride rage reign RICHARDSON PACK rise SAMUEL WESLEY sense shade shew shine sighs sing smile soft SONG soul strain sweet taste tears thee things Thomas THOMAS D'URFEY THOMAS YALDEN thou thought thro tongue trembling Twas verse vex'd virtue Whilst William winds wise wretched youth
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Página 76 - Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come, and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing.
Página 355 - While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive. No generous patron would a dinner give : See him, when starved to death, and turned to dust, Presented with a monumental bust. The poet's fate is here in emblem shown : He asked for bread, and he received a stone.
Página 77 - 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...
Página 289 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change, as ye list, ye" winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. Believe not what the landmen say, Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind: They'll tell thee, sailors when away In every port a mistress find. Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so, For thou art present wheresoe'er I go.
Página 98 - But now our fears tempestuous grow And cast our hopes away; Whilst you, regardless of our woe, Sit careless at a play: Perhaps permit some happier man To kiss your hand, or flirt your fan — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Página 201 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
Página 96 - 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, la, la.
Página 99 - In justice you cannot refuse To think of our distress, When we for hopes of honour lose Our certain happiness ; All those designs are but to prove Ourselves more worthy of your love. With a fa, &c.
Página 112 - The crowding waves gush with impetuous rage Resistless, overwhelming ; horrors seize The mariners; Death in their eyes appears, They stare, they lave, they pump, they swear, they pray...
Página 36 - In the artificial night Your gloomy entrails make, Have I taken, do I take! How oft when grief has made me fly, To hide me from society E'en of my dearest friends, have I, In your recesses...