The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volum 15J. Johnson, 1810 - 550 sider |
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... Youth . 207 Advice to the rev . Messrs . H- and H - to preach slow ib . 194 To the same , on preaching extempore ib . ib . On Clergymen preaching Politics . To R- L , Esq ...... 208 The Ape and the Fox , a Fable . Spoken on the same ...
... Youth . 207 Advice to the rev . Messrs . H- and H - to preach slow ib . 194 To the same , on preaching extempore ib . ib . On Clergymen preaching Politics . To R- L , Esq ...... 208 The Ape and the Fox , a Fable . Spoken on the same ...
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... youth ! receive thy bonnibel ' , Eternal fount of virtue , love and grace ! O kneel to all the gods and pray to all , Who sparkle so divinely in her face , And with celestial fires her bosom bless . So shines Aurora in her rich attire ...
... youth ! receive thy bonnibel ' , Eternal fount of virtue , love and grace ! O kneel to all the gods and pray to all , Who sparkle so divinely in her face , And with celestial fires her bosom bless . So shines Aurora in her rich attire ...
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... youth that lov'd you so ? ' " But oh , believe me , lovely youth , Far dearer than my eye , I love you still , and still will love , Till oh , for you , I die ! " Ev'n though you hate , I doat to death ; My death my truth shall prove ...
... youth that lov'd you so ? ' " But oh , believe me , lovely youth , Far dearer than my eye , I love you still , and still will love , Till oh , for you , I die ! " Ev'n though you hate , I doat to death ; My death my truth shall prove ...
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... youth , may thou for ever know The chaste endearment , and parental glow : The still , the sacred , the melodious hour , The morning - closet , and the ev'ning - bow'r , There , when thy Muse shall let her eagle fly , And nobly lift a ...
... youth , may thou for ever know The chaste endearment , and parental glow : The still , the sacred , the melodious hour , The morning - closet , and the ev'ning - bow'r , There , when thy Muse shall let her eagle fly , And nobly lift a ...
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... youth , No respite to our bliss be given : Then mingled in one flame of truth , We'll spurn at Earth and soar to Heav'n . Since such the rapt'rous moments prove , We both will give our hearts to love . THE LOVER'S NIGHT . LULL'D in the ...
... youth , No respite to our bliss be given : Then mingled in one flame of truth , We'll spurn at Earth and soar to Heav'n . Since such the rapt'rous moments prove , We both will give our hearts to love . THE LOVER'S NIGHT . LULL'D in the ...
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Side 141 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, .And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.
Side 125 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides: Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty...
Side 139 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Side 141 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies, Some pious drops the closing eye requires; E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th...
Side 219 - Father, glorify thy name. Then came there a voice from heaven, saying, I have both glorified it, and will glorify it again. The people therefore, that stood by, and heard it, said that it thundered : others said, An angel spake to him.
Side 242 - God bless the King ! — I mean the faith's defender — God bless (no harm in blessing !) the Pretender ! But who Pretender is, or who is King — God bless us all ! — that's quite another thing.
Side 468 - God, whose thunder shakes the sky, Whose eye this atom globe surveys ; To Thee, my only rock, I fly, Thy mercy in thy justice praise. The mystic mazes of thy will, The shadows of celestial light, Are past the power of human skill — But what the Eternal acts is right...
Side 141 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Side 589 - Thy spirit, Independence ! let me share, Lord of the lion heart and eagle eye ! Thy steps I follow 'with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky.
Side 262 - Commit thy way unto the Lord, and put thy trust in him, and he shall bring it to pass.