Nature and the Country in English Poetry of the First Half of the Eighteenth CenturyH.J. Paris, 1928 - 301 páginas |
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Addison Akenside Akenside's Ambrose Philips azure beauty Blair blank verse c.ii called Canto Castle of Indolence Chace charm clouds Collins colour Countess of Winchilsea Cyder David Mallet death delight describes Dodsley Dyer edition eighteenth century Elegy English Poetry Essay flowers garden Gay's Grave Gray Gray's green Grongar Hill idyllic imitation James Thomson John Dyer John Gay John Philips Joseph Warton labour Lady Winchilsea letter lines living London Mallet melancholy Milton moon morning mountains nature description nature poetry Night Thoughts o'er observes original Parnell passage pastoral pensive Philips's picture plain Pleasures of Imagination poem poet poetical Pope Pope's preface published rural poetry says scene scenery School-Mistress Seasons shade Shenstone's shepherd Shepherd's Week Somervile song soul Spenser stanzas sweet Thomas Thomas Parnell Thomas Warton thro trees vale William Shenstone Winter woods writes written Young
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Página 3 - O Lady! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does nature live: Ours is her wedding-garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth — And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Página 18 - As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Página 287 - twas all he wish'd, a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Página 284 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village- Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Página 234 - Chartreuse, I do not remember to have gone ten paces without an exclamation, that there was no restraining: not a precipice, not a torrent, not a cliff, but is pregnant with religion and poetry.
Página 8 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night! O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumbered gild the glowing pole; O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head.
Página 111 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 273 - Whilom a twig of small regard to see, Though now so wide its waving branches flow And work the simple vassals mickle woe; For not a wind might curl the leaves that blew. But their limbs shudder'd, and their pulse beat low, And as they look'd, they found their horror grew, And shap'd it into rods, and tingled at the view.
Página 222 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer-sky.
Página 282 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.