Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to BeattieT. Wardle, 1843 - 807 páginas |
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... thou grow'st old : Look how thy hairs are falling all ; Poor Anacreon , how they fall ! Whether I grow old or no ... thou dost tread , Nature's self's thy Ganymede . Thou dost drink , and dance , and sing ; Happier than the happiest king ...
... thou grow'st old : Look how thy hairs are falling all ; Poor Anacreon , how they fall ! Whether I grow old or no ... thou dost tread , Nature's self's thy Ganymede . Thou dost drink , and dance , and sing ; Happier than the happiest king ...
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... thou hast ta'en from me away . Cruel bird ! thou'st ta'en away A dream out of my arms to - day ; A dream , that ne'er must equall'd be By all that waking eyes may see Thou , this damage to repair , Nothing half so sweet or fair ...
... thou hast ta'en from me away . Cruel bird ! thou'st ta'en away A dream out of my arms to - day ; A dream , that ne'er must equall'd be By all that waking eyes may see Thou , this damage to repair , Nothing half so sweet or fair ...
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... Thou prodigal ! who didst so loosely waste Of all thy youthful years the good estate ; Art thou return'd here , to repent too late , And gather husks of learning up at last , Now the rich harvest - time of life is past , And Winter ...
... Thou prodigal ! who didst so loosely waste Of all thy youthful years the good estate ; Art thou return'd here , to repent too late , And gather husks of learning up at last , Now the rich harvest - time of life is past , And Winter ...
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... thou fallacious Muse ! strain " The Rachel , for which twice seven years and more Thine , thine is all the barrenness ; if thou • • They screen their horrid shapes with the black. All thy remaining life should sunshine be ; Behold ! the ...
... thou fallacious Muse ! strain " The Rachel , for which twice seven years and more Thine , thine is all the barrenness ; if thou • • They screen their horrid shapes with the black. All thy remaining life should sunshine be ; Behold ! the ...
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... thou , And skill in painting , dost bestow Upon thy ancient arms , the gaudy heavenly bow . Swift as light thoughts their empty career run , Thy race is finish'd when begun ; Let a post - angel start with thee , And thou the goal of ...
... thou , And skill in painting , dost bestow Upon thy ancient arms , the gaudy heavenly bow . Swift as light thoughts their empty career run , Thy race is finish'd when begun ; Let a post - angel start with thee , And thou the goal of ...
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Abra angels arms behold blest blood breast breath bright call'd charms Cloacina clouds courser crown'd Dagon death delight Derry divine dread Earth ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame flies forc'd glory grace grief hand happy hast hath head hear heart Heaven honor hope join'd king labor light live lord lov'd Lubberkin lyre maid mighty mind mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er once pain passion peace plac'd plain pleas'd pleasure praise pride proud race rage rais'd reign rise round Satan seem'd shade shining sight sing song soon soul spirits Spleen stood stream swain sweet taste tears tell tempest Thalestris Thebes thee Theseus thine things THOMAS TICKELL thou thought throne trembling Twas vex'd Virg virtue voice winds wings wise wood youth
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Página 23 - Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves; Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Página 22 - How well could I have spared for thee, young swain, Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths!
Página 240 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care : His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 31 - OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning, how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos...
Página 32 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost — the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Página 46 - Eternal coeternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate! Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Página 21 - Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Página 22 - Lycid lies. For so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise. Ay me! Whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurl'd, Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Página 19 - And if I give thee honor due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreproved pleasures free; To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Página 56 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night, With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train : But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With...