The Works of Thomas Gray, EsqJ. F. Dove, 1827 - 446 sider |
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... him and Mr. Walpole , arising from the difference of their tempers . The former being , from his earliest years , curious , pensive , and philosophical ; the latter gay , lively , and consequently inconsiderate : 40 GRAY'S LIFE.
... him and Mr. Walpole , arising from the difference of their tempers . The former being , from his earliest years , curious , pensive , and philosophical ; the latter gay , lively , and consequently inconsiderate : 40 GRAY'S LIFE.
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Thomas Gray, William Mason. the latter gay , lively , and consequently inconsiderate : / this therefore occasioned their separation at Reggio . * Mr. Gray went before him to Venice ; and staying there only till he could find means of ...
Thomas Gray, William Mason. the latter gay , lively , and consequently inconsiderate : / this therefore occasioned their separation at Reggio . * Mr. Gray went before him to Venice ; and staying there only till he could find means of ...
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... lively countenances of the inhabitants , and an exact discipline always as strictly observed as in time of war , makes the little republic appear a match for a much greater power ; though perhaps Geneva , and all that belongs to it ...
... lively countenances of the inhabitants , and an exact discipline always as strictly observed as in time of war , makes the little republic appear a match for a much greater power ; though perhaps Geneva , and all that belongs to it ...
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... lively manner , I thought it unnecessary to insert . A liberty I have taken in other parts of this correspondence , in order to avoid repetitions . • whole , and in general a good lively clean 62 GRAY'S LIFE.
... lively manner , I thought it unnecessary to insert . A liberty I have taken in other parts of this correspondence , in order to avoid repetitions . • whole , and in general a good lively clean 62 GRAY'S LIFE.
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Thomas Gray, William Mason. • whole , and in general a good lively clean appearance : but the houses are of brick plastered , which is apt to want repairing ; the windows of oiled paper , which is apt to be torn ; and every thing very ...
Thomas Gray, William Mason. • whole , and in general a good lively clean appearance : but the houses are of brick plastered , which is apt to want repairing ; the windows of oiled paper , which is apt to be torn ; and every thing very ...
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Side 371 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little 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.
Side 377 - This pencil take' (she said), 'whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year: Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of joy; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Side 398 - 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 118 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Side 380 - Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room, and verge enough, The characters of hell to trace...
Side 399 - One morn I missed him on the 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 churchway path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 373 - And from her own she learn'd to melt at others' woe. Scared at thy frown terrific, fly Self-pleasing Folly's idle brood, Wild Laughter, Noise, and thoughtless Joy, And leave us leisure to be good. Light they disperse, and with them go The summer friend, the flattering foe ; By vain Prosperity received, To her they vow their truth, and are again believed.
Side 372 - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah ! why should they know their fate. Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise! No more; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Side 375 - Man's feeble race what ills await ! . Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of fate ! The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove.
Side 397 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. 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...