The Beauties of the British Poets: With a Few Introductory ObservationsPhillips, Sampson & Company, 1849 - 395 sider |
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... bear's skin , black as is a coal . His hair was long , and braided down his back , As any raven's feather shining black . A coronet of gold , of greatest weight , Upon his head sat , full of jewels bright , Of rubies fine , and ...
... bear's skin , black as is a coal . His hair was long , and braided down his back , As any raven's feather shining black . A coronet of gold , of greatest weight , Upon his head sat , full of jewels bright , Of rubies fine , and ...
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... bears an equal eye ? Shall he thy sins up in his knowledge fold , And guilty be of thine impiety ? Is not his law , Let every sinner die , Die shall all flesh ? what then must needs be done , Is it not better to die willingly , Than ...
... bears an equal eye ? Shall he thy sins up in his knowledge fold , And guilty be of thine impiety ? Is not his law , Let every sinner die , Die shall all flesh ? what then must needs be done , Is it not better to die willingly , Than ...
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... bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey , And death unloads thee : friend hast thou none ; For thy own bowels , which ... bears the name 5 SHAKESPEARE . 49 Human Life.
... bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey , And death unloads thee : friend hast thou none ; For thy own bowels , which ... bears the name 5 SHAKESPEARE . 49 Human Life.
Side 50
With a Few Introductory Observations George Croly. To make thy riches pleasant . That bears the name of life ? Lie hid more thousand deaths : That makes these odds all even . All the world's a stage , What's yet in this Yet in this life ...
With a Few Introductory Observations George Croly. To make thy riches pleasant . That bears the name of life ? Lie hid more thousand deaths : That makes these odds all even . All the world's a stage , What's yet in this Yet in this life ...
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... bear me . So farewell to the little good you Farewell , a long farewell , to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to - day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope , to - morrow blossoms , And bears his blushing honours thick ...
... bear me . So farewell to the little good you Farewell , a long farewell , to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to - day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope , to - morrow blossoms , And bears his blushing honours thick ...
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beauty behold beneath blessed blest bosom breast breath bright bright eyes brow charms cheerful clouds cold crown dark dead death deep delight Deloraine doth dread e'en earth ENGLISH POETRY eternal eyes fair fame farewell fear fire flowers GENEVRA grace grave Greece hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hills honour hope hour labour land light lisp look Lord Lycidas lyre maid mind morn murmurs Muse ne'er never night nymph o'er Orpheus pain pale peace pleasure poet praise pride raptures Rhine rill rise round Samian wine scene shade shine shore sigh silent SIR JOHN MOORE skies sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit star sweet Sweet Auburn tears tempests thee thine thou art thou hast thought toil Twas vale Venice voice wandering wave weary ween weep wild wind wretched youth
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Side 68 - 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...
Side 265 - She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs; And hers shall be the breathing balm And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. "The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Side 361 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod.
Side 265 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ! This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Side 50 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Side 188 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Side 87 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Side 51 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Side 81 - 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.
Side 67 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.