Studies in English poetry [an anthology] with biogr. sketches and notes by J. PayneJoseph Payne 1856 |
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Side 22
... living virtue ; that , when both must sever , Although corruption may our frame consume , The immortal spirit in the skies may bloom ! THE ALPS AT DAY - BREAK . Horace Smith . THE sun - beams streak the azure skies , And line with light ...
... living virtue ; that , when both must sever , Although corruption may our frame consume , The immortal spirit in the skies may bloom ! THE ALPS AT DAY - BREAK . Horace Smith . THE sun - beams streak the azure skies , And line with light ...
Side 35
... living being ) , " endless fame , " i e . glory without end , " everlasting happiness . " ( 2 ) Colonnade - an architectural term designating a range of columns ; here ingeniously applied to trees regularly disposed like pillars . ( 3 ) ...
... living being ) , " endless fame , " i e . glory without end , " everlasting happiness . " ( 2 ) Colonnade - an architectural term designating a range of columns ; here ingeniously applied to trees regularly disposed like pillars . ( 3 ) ...
Side 37
... living things , Thou dost announce each breeze that comes With health upon its wings . How oft I've seen , at early dawn , Or twilight's quiet hour , The swallows , in their joyous glee , Come darting round thy tower , As if , with thee ...
... living things , Thou dost announce each breeze that comes With health upon its wings . How oft I've seen , at early dawn , Or twilight's quiet hour , The swallows , in their joyous glee , Come darting round thy tower , As if , with thee ...
Side 52
... living Present ! Heart within , and God o'erhead ! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime , And , departing , leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints , that perhaps another , Sailing o'er ...
... living Present ! Heart within , and God o'erhead ! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime , And , departing , leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints , that perhaps another , Sailing o'er ...
Side 62
... living lyre : But knowledge to their eyes her ample page , Rich with the spoils of time , did ne'er unrol : Chill penury repressed their noble rage , And froze the genial current of the soul . Full many a gem of purest ray serene The ...
... living lyre : But knowledge to their eyes her ample page , Rich with the spoils of time , did ne'er unrol : Chill penury repressed their noble rage , And froze the genial current of the soul . Full many a gem of purest ray serene The ...
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allusion ancient Anglo-Saxon Aonia beam beauty bells Ben Jonson beneath blessing blest bliss BOOK OF REVELATION breast breath bright Cæsar called charm Chaucer cloth clouds crown dark death deep delight doth earth Edition English ENGLISH POETRY Engravings eternal eyes Faerie Faerie Queene fair fame fancy Fcap fear flowers French gilt edges glory golden grace Greece Grongar Hill hand hast hath heart heaven hills honour Il Penseroso Illustrations JOHN CUMMING king Latin light lines living Lord Lycidas Milton mind morning morocco mountains muse nature never night numbers o'er Paradise Paradise Lost pleasure poem poet poetical poetry Post 8vo praise pride Queen rills rise rocks round says scene shade silent sing sleep smile song soul sound spirit spring stanza star stream sweet tears thee thine thou thought vale verse voice wave wild winds wings Woodcuts woods word
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Side 80 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men...
Side 333 - Thus wondrous fair ; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels, for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing, ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last...
Side 129 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated; who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise!
Side 129 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering
Side 460 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope " springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Side 270 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty ; Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at, be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Side 110 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Side 297 - And all their echoes mourn : The willows, and the hazel copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the canker to the rose, Or taint-worm to the weanling herds that graze, Or frost to flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the white-thorn blows ; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherd's ear.
Side 298 - Neaera's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days : But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise...
Side 453 - Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. Knowledge, a rude unprofitable mass, The mere materials with which wisdom builds, Till smoothed and squared and fitted to its place, Does but encumber whom it seems to enrich. Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much ; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.