Poems, journals, and essaysMacmillan, 1884 - 4 sider |
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Side 18
... 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 . ] 2 " To chase the hoop's elusive speed . " - Pembroke ...
... 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 . ] 2 " To chase the hoop's elusive speed . " - Pembroke ...
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... runs thus : - " Tears which shall understand and speak . " - [ ED . ] 4 We have had in our language no other odes of the sublime kind , than that of Dryden on St. Cecilia's Day ; for Cowley ( who had his merit ) yet wanted judgment ...
... runs thus : - " Tears which shall understand and speak . " - [ ED . ] 4 We have had in our language no other odes of the sublime kind , than that of Dryden on St. Cecilia's Day ; for Cowley ( who had his merit ) yet wanted judgment ...
Side 37
... run 2 1 Such forms , as glitter in the Muse's ray , With orient hues , unborrow'd of the Sun : Yet shall he mount , and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate , 3 Beneath the Good how far - but far above the Great . 1 ...
... run 2 1 Such forms , as glitter in the Muse's ray , With orient hues , unborrow'd of the Sun : Yet shall he mount , and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate , 3 Beneath the Good how far - but far above the Great . 1 ...
Side 74
... run to lisp their sire's return , Or1 climb his knees the envied 5 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 ...
... run to lisp their sire's return , Or1 climb his knees the envied 5 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 ...
Side 86
... Run hurry - skurry round the floor , And o'er the bed and tester clamber , Into the Drawers and China pry , Papers and books , a huge Imbroglio ! Under a tea - cup he might lie , Or creased , like dogs - ears , in a folio . On the first ...
... Run hurry - skurry round the floor , And o'er the bed and tester clamber , Into the Drawers and China pry , Papers and books , a huge Imbroglio ! Under a tea - cup he might lie , Or creased , like dogs - ears , in a folio . On the first ...
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Side 221 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Side 220 - 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 17 - Windsor's heights th' expanse below Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey, Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowers among Wanders the hoary Thames along His silver-winding way...
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 18 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace...
Side 76 - 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 125 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Side 79 - 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 232 - 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 11 - The fair round face, the snowy beard, The velvet of her paws, Her coat, that with the tortoise vies, Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes, She saw; and purr'd applause.