The poetical works of William Collins, with critical observations by dr. LanghorneSuttaby, Evance, and Fox, 1815 - 96 sider |
Inni boken
Resultat 1-5 av 10
Side 7
... perhaps it was yet more distinctly impressed upon my memory , I shall insert it here . " Mr. Collins was a man of extensive literature , and of vigorous faculties . He was acquainted not only with the learned tongues , but with the ...
... perhaps it was yet more distinctly impressed upon my memory , I shall insert it here . " Mr. Collins was a man of extensive literature , and of vigorous faculties . He was acquainted not only with the learned tongues , but with the ...
Side 56
... perhaps , to hear thy tragic song . Go , not unmindful of that cordial youth t Whom , long - endear'd , thou leav'st by Lavant's side ; Together let us wish him lasting truth , And joy untainted , with his destin'd bride . Go ! nor ...
... perhaps , to hear thy tragic song . Go , not unmindful of that cordial youth t Whom , long - endear'd , thou leav'st by Lavant's side ; Together let us wish him lasting truth , And joy untainted , with his destin'd bride . Go ! nor ...
Side 58
... perhaps , in lusty vigour seen , And rosy health , shall soon lamented die . For them the viewless forms of air obey ; Their bidding heed , and at their beck repair : They know what spirit brews the stormful day , And heartless , oft ...
... perhaps , in lusty vigour seen , And rosy health , shall soon lamented die . For them the viewless forms of air obey ; Their bidding heed , and at their beck repair : They know what spirit brews the stormful day , And heartless , oft ...
Side 62
... perhaps , with moist and watery band , Shall fondly seem to press her shuddering cheek , And with his blue - swoln face before her stand , And , shivering cold , these piteous accents speak : " Pursue , dear wife , thy daily toils ...
... perhaps , with moist and watery band , Shall fondly seem to press her shuddering cheek , And with his blue - swoln face before her stand , And , shivering cold , these piteous accents speak : " Pursue , dear wife , thy daily toils ...
Side 63
William Collins John Langhorne. Once foes , perhaps , together now they rest , No slaves revere them , and no wars invade : Yet frequent now , at midnight solemn hour , The rifted mounds their yawning cells unfold , And forth the ...
William Collins John Langhorne. Once foes , perhaps , together now they rest , No slaves revere them , and no wars invade : Yet frequent now , at midnight solemn hour , The rifted mounds their yawning cells unfold , And forth the ...
Andre utgaver - Vis alle
The Poetical Works of William Collins, with Critical Observations by Dr ... William Collins Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2015 |
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Abra lov'd AGIB allegorical imagery ANTISTROPHE bard blank verse blast blest boast breathe Brownie charm Circassia Collins Cymbeline death delight drest E'en e'er EPODE Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fairy Fancy Fear fix'd flowers fond genius Georgian maid golden hair Greece green grief grove hail hallow'd hand happy harmony haste haunt hear heard heart Hebrides hour isle John Home lubber fiend luckless lyre lyric magic maid like Abra midst Milesian Miletus mind moral mountains mourn murmurs Muse myrtles native nature Ne'er numbers Nymph o'er Oriental Eclogues passions pastoral Peace Pity Pity's plain poems poet poet's poetical pour'd pride rage round rural scene Schiraz SECANDER sentiment shade shepherds shore sighs Sir Thomas Hanmer soft song Sophocles sounds strain sullen sung swain sweet tears tender thee Theocritus thou thought toil truth vale verse virtue voice of peace western isle wild
Populære avsnitt
Side 53 - Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore When Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar To bid his gentle spirit rest...
Side 52 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Side 29 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Side 23 - What mortal eye can fix'd behold ! Who stalks his round, an hideous form, Howling amidst the midnight storm ; Or throws him on the ridgy steep Of some loose hanging rock to sleep...
Side 44 - Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings.
Side 6 - By degrees I gained his confidence ; and one day was admitted to him when he was immured by a bailiff, that was prowling in the street. On this occasion recourse was had to the booksellers, who, on the credit of a translation of Aristotle's Poetics...
Side 52 - midst the chase, on every plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell ; Each lonely scene shall thee restore ; For thee the tear be duly shed ; Belov'd till life can charm no more, And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead.
Side 15 - I view his printed feet; And fearful oft when Day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner Night, By hunger...
Side 54 - No sedge-crown'd sisters now attend, Now waft me from the green hill's side Whose cold turf hides the buried friend...
Side 43 - O Nature boon, from whom proceed Each forceful Thought, each prompted Deed If but from Thee I hope to feel, On all my Heart imprint thy Seal...