Elegant Extracts: A Copious Selection of Instructive, Moral, and Entertaining Passages, from the Most Eminent Poets, Volumen6Wells and Lilly, 1826 |
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Página 147
... lyre . Wilt thou debase the heart which God refin'd ? No ; let thy heaven - taught soul to Heaven aspire , To fancy , freedom , harmony , resign'd ; Ambition's groveling crew for ever left behind .. Canst thou forego the pure ethereal ...
... lyre . Wilt thou debase the heart which God refin'd ? No ; let thy heaven - taught soul to Heaven aspire , To fancy , freedom , harmony , resign'd ; Ambition's groveling crew for ever left behind .. Canst thou forego the pure ethereal ...
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... lyre , a little while , The leisure hour is all that thou canst claim . But if *** on this labour smile , New strains ere long shall animate thy frame , And his applause to me is more than fame ; For still with truth accords his taste ...
... lyre , a little while , The leisure hour is all that thou canst claim . But if *** on this labour smile , New strains ere long shall animate thy frame , And his applause to me is more than fame ; For still with truth accords his taste ...
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... lyre with harsher hand ; Now when I leave that flowery path for aye Of childhood , where I sported many a day , Warbling and sauntering carelessly along ; Where every face was innocent and gay , Each vale romantic , tuneful every tongue ...
... lyre with harsher hand ; Now when I leave that flowery path for aye Of childhood , where I sported many a day , Warbling and sauntering carelessly along ; Where every face was innocent and gay , Each vale romantic , tuneful every tongue ...
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... control , Gracefully terrible , sublimely strong , Homer rais'd high to Heav'n the loud , th ' impetu- ous song . VOL . VI . * Virgil . 16 * And how his lyre , though rude her first essays BOOK XII . 185 LARGER POEMS .
... control , Gracefully terrible , sublimely strong , Homer rais'd high to Heav'n the loud , th ' impetu- ous song . VOL . VI . * Virgil . 16 * And how his lyre , though rude her first essays BOOK XII . 185 LARGER POEMS .
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... lyre , though rude her first essays , Now skill'd to sooth , to triumph , to complain , Warbling at will through each harmonious maze , Was taught to modulate the artful strain , I fain would sing : -but ah ! I strive in vain.- Sighs ...
... lyre , though rude her first essays , Now skill'd to sooth , to triumph , to complain , Warbling at will through each harmonious maze , Was taught to modulate the artful strain , I fain would sing : -but ah ! I strive in vain.- Sighs ...
Términos y frases comunes
airy arms beauteous beauty bless'd bliss bosom breast bright charms cheek cincture cried crown'd dark delight dread e'en Earth Emma Emma's eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fire fix'd flame flies fond fondly frown gentle gnome grace groves guardian hair hand happy hast heart Heaven heavenly Henry honour hope hour lord Lord Percy lov'd lyre maid mind mortal Muse Nature's ne'er night Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er pain pass'd passions Percy Pleas'd pleasure poison'd pomp pow'r praise pride proud quick Raby Castle rage rais'd rapture rise rose round scene seem'd Serena shade shine sigh sight sire smil'd smile soft song Sophrosyne soul spirit Spleen spoke sprite sullen sweet SWEET Auburn swell sylphs tears tender Thalestris thee thine thou thought toil trembling triumph truth Umbriel vale vex'd virtue voice Warkworth wealth wild wings wonder wound youth
Pasajes populares
Página 94 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 93 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Página 81 - Gay, sprightly land of mirth and social ease, Pleased with thyself, whom all the world can please ! How often have I led thy sportive choir, With tuneless pipe beside the murmuring Loire...
Página 98 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they ; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Página 10 - Hampton takes its name. Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom Of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home : Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea.
Página 94 - The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day ; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules, the royal game of goose...
Página 5 - Goddess with the glittering spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.
Página 158 - But who the melodies of morn can tell ? — The wild brook babbling down the mountain side ; The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide, The clamorous horn along the cliffs above ; The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide ; The hum of bees ; the linnet's lay of love ; And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.
Página 87 - In every government , though terrors reign , Though tyrant kings, or tyrant laws restrain, How small , of all that human hearts endure , That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Página 98 - With heavy heart, deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet AUBURN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain?