The Poetry and Poets of Britain: From Chaucer to Tennyson ; with Biographical Sketches, and a Rapid View of the Characteristic Attributes of EachA. & C. Black, 1850 - 544 páginas |
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... heaven upheildit ; At every part sae ( the ) sea windis draif , 10 While on ane sand the ship did burst and claif.11 X. It was a piteous thing , -alaik , alaik ! To hear the doleful cry when that she straik ; Maist lamentable the ...
... heaven upheildit ; At every part sae ( the ) sea windis draif , 10 While on ane sand the ship did burst and claif.11 X. It was a piteous thing , -alaik , alaik ! To hear the doleful cry when that she straik ; Maist lamentable the ...
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... Heaven , shined bright , And made a sunshine in the shady place ; Did never mortal eye behold such heavenly grace . It fortunéd , out of the thickest wood A ramping lion rushéd suddenly , Hunting full greedy after salvage blood : Soon ...
... Heaven , shined bright , And made a sunshine in the shady place ; Did never mortal eye behold such heavenly grace . It fortunéd , out of the thickest wood A ramping lion rushéd suddenly , Hunting full greedy after salvage blood : Soon ...
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... Heaven ? And is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base , That may compassion of their evils move ? There is : -else much more wretched were the case Of men than beasts : But O ! th ' exceeding grace Of highest God , that ...
... Heaven ? And is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base , That may compassion of their evils move ? There is : -else much more wretched were the case Of men than beasts : But O ! th ' exceeding grace Of highest God , that ...
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... Heaven win : Truth is his daughter ; he her first did breed , Most sacred virgin without spot of sin : Our life is day ; but death with darkness doth begin . " THE GARDEN OF ADONIS . BOOK III . CANTO VI . THERE is continual spring , and ...
... Heaven win : Truth is his daughter ; he her first did breed , Most sacred virgin without spot of sin : Our life is day ; but death with darkness doth begin . " THE GARDEN OF ADONIS . BOOK III . CANTO VI . THERE is continual spring , and ...
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... heaven , So is there true religion here on earth : By nature ? No , by grace ; not got , but given ; Inspir'd , not taught ; from God a second birth ; God dwelleth near about us , even within , Working the goodness , censuring the sin ...
... heaven , So is there true religion here on earth : By nature ? No , by grace ; not got , but given ; Inspir'd , not taught ; from God a second birth ; God dwelleth near about us , even within , Working the goodness , censuring the sin ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 114 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die, — to sleep, — No more ; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. 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...
Página 522 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we...
Página 103 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Página 114 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Página 103 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Página 186 - Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Página 365 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Página 174 - For, if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back and fetch the age of gold; And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould...
Página 242 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Página 200 - Though hard and rare : thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.