Rhythmical Index to the English Language: An Index to All the Perfect Rhymes of a Different Orthography, and Allowable Rhymes of a Different Sound, Throughout the Language; with Authorities for the Usage of Them from Our Best Poets

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W. Tegg & Company, 1877 - 56 páginas

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Página 49 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Página 24 - Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer ? Through worlds unnumbered, though the God be known, 'Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
Página 24 - Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all. Thus when we view some well-proportion'd dome, (The world's just wonder, and ev'n thine, O Rome!) No single parts unequally surprise, All comes united to th' admiring eyes; No monstrous height, or breadth or length appear; The whole at once is bold and regular.
Página 15 - Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there.
Página 44 - Some judge of authors' names, not works, and then Nor praise nor blame the writings, but the men. Of all this servile herd the worst is he That in proud dulness joins with Quality.
Página 53 - Fair ship, that from the Italian shore Sailest the placid ocean-plains With my lost Arthur's loved remains, Spread thy full wings, and waft him o'er. So draw him home to those that mourn In vain; a favourable speed Ruffle thy mirror'd mast, and lead Thro' prosperous floods his holy urn.
Página 53 - YEAR after year unto her feet, She lying on her couch alone, Across the purpled coverlet, The maiden's jet-black hair has grown, On either side her tranced form Forth streaming from a braid of pearl : The slumbrous light is rich and warm, And moves not on the rounded curl.
Página 11 - My hands shall rend what ev'n thy rapine spares: These in two sable ringlets taught to break, Once gave new beauties to the snowy neck...
Página 50 - Music resembles poetry; in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master-hand alone can reach. If, where the rules not far enough extend (Since rules were made but to promote their end), Some lucky license answer to the full Th' intent propos'd, that license is a rule.
Página 16 - To failings mild, but zealous for desert; The clearest head, and the sincerest heart. This humble praise, lamented Shade! receive, This praise at least a grateful Muse may give: The Muse whose early voice you taught to sing...

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