Selections from the British Classics: Chaucer and Spenser ...Leggat Brothers, 1856 - 122 sider |
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... smiling train ; Hate , fear , and grief , the family of pain . These mix'd with art , and to due bounds confin'd , Make and maintain the balance of the mind ; The lights and shades , whose well - accorded strife Gives all the strength ...
... smiling train ; Hate , fear , and grief , the family of pain . These mix'd with art , and to due bounds confin'd , Make and maintain the balance of the mind ; The lights and shades , whose well - accorded strife Gives all the strength ...
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... smiles in exile or in chains , Like good Aurelius let him reign , or bleed Like Socrates , that man is great indeed . What's fame ? a fancied life in others breath ; A thing beyond us , even before our death . Just what you hear , you ...
... smiles in exile or in chains , Like good Aurelius let him reign , or bleed Like Socrates , that man is great indeed . What's fame ? a fancied life in others breath ; A thing beyond us , even before our death . Just what you hear , you ...
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... smiles around , with boundless bounty blest , And heaven beholds its image in his breast . Come then , my friend ! my genius ! come along ; Oh , master of the poet , and the song ! And while the muse now stoops , or now ascends , To ...
... smiles around , with boundless bounty blest , And heaven beholds its image in his breast . Come then , my friend ! my genius ! come along ; Oh , master of the poet , and the song ! And while the muse now stoops , or now ascends , To ...
Side 65
... smiling spring its earliest visit paid , And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed . Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease , Seats of my youth , when every sport could please , How often have I loitered o'er thy green , Where ...
... smiling spring its earliest visit paid , And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed . Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease , Seats of my youth , when every sport could please , How often have I loitered o'er thy green , Where ...
Side 66
... smiling village , loveliest of the lawn ! Thy sports are fled , and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen , And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain , And half a ...
... smiling village , loveliest of the lawn ! Thy sports are fled , and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen , And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain , And half a ...
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Side 82 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Side 118 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Side 44 - In faith and hope the world will disagree, But all mankind's concern is charity : All must be false that thwart this one great end, And all of God that bless mankind or mend. Man, like the generous vine, supported lives ; The strength he gains is from th
Side 24 - Two principles in human nature reign ; Self-love to urge, and reason to restrain : Nor this a good, nor that a bad we call, Each works its end, to move or govern all : And to their proper operation still, Ascribe all good, to their improper, ill.
Side 57 - Compute the morn and evening to the day ? The whole amount of that enormous fame, A tale that blends their glory with their shame ! Know then this truth (enough for man to know) 'Virtue alone is happiness below.
Side 11 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die...
Side 14 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar, Wait the great teacher Death, and God adore. What future bliss he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
Side 39 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Side 87 - Till quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride ; And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died. " But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. " And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Tvvas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Side 16 - Better for us, perhaps, it might appear, Were there all harmony, all virtue here; That never air or ocean felt the wind. That never passion discomposed the mind. But all subsists by elemental strife ; And passions are the elements of life.