The Works of Thomas Gray in Prose and VerseMacmillan, 1884 - 4 sider |
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... reign , And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind , They hear a voice in every wind , And snatch a fearful joy . 1 " And bees their honey redolent of spring , " Dryden's Fable on the Pythag . System .- [ Gray ...
... reign , And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind , They hear a voice in every wind , And snatch a fearful joy . 1 " And bees their honey redolent of spring , " Dryden's Fable on the Pythag . System .- [ Gray ...
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... reign , And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind , They hear a voice in every wind , And snatch a fearful joy . 1 " And bees their honey redolent of spring , " Dryden's Fable on the Pythag . System .― [ Gray ...
... reign , And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind , They hear a voice in every wind , And snatch a fearful joy . 1 " And bees their honey redolent of spring , " Dryden's Fable on the Pythag . System .― [ Gray ...
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... rapid and irresistible course , when swoln and hurried away by the conflict of tumultuous passions .- [ Gray . ] 2 " Awake , my lyre my glory , wake . " - MS . 3 Rapture ] Transport . - MS . Thro ' verdant vales , and Ceres ' golden reign.
... rapid and irresistible course , when swoln and hurried away by the conflict of tumultuous passions .- [ Gray . ] 2 " Awake , my lyre my glory , wake . " - MS . 3 Rapture ] Transport . - MS . Thro ' verdant vales , and Ceres ' golden reign.
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Thomas Gray Edmund Gosse. Thro ' verdant vales , and Ceres ' golden reign : Now rowling down the steep amain , Headlong , impetuous , see it pour ; 1 The rocks and nodding groves rebellow to the roar . I. 2 . Oh ! Sovereign of the ...
Thomas Gray Edmund Gosse. Thro ' verdant vales , and Ceres ' golden reign : Now rowling down the steep amain , Headlong , impetuous , see it pour ; 1 The rocks and nodding groves rebellow to the roar . I. 2 . Oh ! Sovereign of the ...
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... reign . See Froissard and other contemporary writers .- [ Gray . 1768. ] 9 Fair laughs , etc . ] — " Mirrors of Saxon truth and loyalty Your helpless , old , expiring master view ! They hear not : scarce religion does supply Her mutter ...
... reign . See Froissard and other contemporary writers .- [ Gray . 1768. ] 9 Fair laughs , etc . ] — " Mirrors of Saxon truth and loyalty Your helpless , old , expiring master view ! They hear not : scarce religion does supply Her mutter ...
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Side 80 - Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heav'n did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Mis'ry all he had, a tear, He gain'd from heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Side 220 - 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.
Side 218 - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.
Side 76 - The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of luxury and pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Side 75 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Side 227 - Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Side 110 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require: My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine: And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Side 48 - Girt with many a baron bold, Sublime their starry fronts they rear; And gorgeous dames, and statesmen old In bearded majesty appear.
Side 229 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 226 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. 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 bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!