The Poetical Works of Mr. William CollinsT. Cadell, Jun. and W. Davies, 1802 - 124 sider |
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... Thou to whom the world unknown " With all its shadowy shapes is shewn ! " Sometimes it is in the interrogative ; “ Who shall awake the Spartan fife ? " The language is highly figurative , sometimes ob- scure ! the measure is various ...
... Thou to whom the world unknown " With all its shadowy shapes is shewn ! " Sometimes it is in the interrogative ; “ Who shall awake the Spartan fife ? " The language is highly figurative , sometimes ob- scure ! the measure is various ...
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... thou see'st him lie , " Wild war insulting near ; " the soul is struck , and acknowledges the force of Nature above the power of lofty figures or swelling sentiment . The WILLIAM mentioned in the poem is the hero of Culloden , then a ...
... thou see'st him lie , " Wild war insulting near ; " the soul is struck , and acknowledges the force of Nature above the power of lofty figures or swelling sentiment . The WILLIAM mentioned in the poem is the hero of Culloden , then a ...
Side xxix
... thou hast made her vales thy lov'd , thy last abode . " COLLINS has here taken advantage of a tradi- tion , that Britain was formerly connected with the continent ; and of another , less known , that in the time of the Druids there ...
... thou hast made her vales thy lov'd , thy last abode . " COLLINS has here taken advantage of a tradi- tion , that Britain was formerly connected with the continent ; and of another , less known , that in the time of the Druids there ...
Side xxxix
... sen- sation hardly leaves room for any exertion . The next is truly enchanting . It begins with a sprightly apostrophe , " But thou , O Hope ! with eyes so fair . 1 Her song , for she sings as well as plays OF MR . WILLIAM COLLINS . xxxix.
... sen- sation hardly leaves room for any exertion . The next is truly enchanting . It begins with a sprightly apostrophe , " But thou , O Hope ! with eyes so fair . 1 Her song , for she sings as well as plays OF MR . WILLIAM COLLINS . xxxix.
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... The balmy shrub for you shall love our shore , By Ind excell'd or Araby no more . Lost to our fields , for so the Fates ordain , The dear deserters shall return again . Come thou , whose thoughts as limpid springs are clear 6 SELIM ; OR ,
... The balmy shrub for you shall love our shore , By Ind excell'd or Araby no more . Lost to our fields , for so the Fates ordain , The dear deserters shall return again . Come thou , whose thoughts as limpid springs are clear 6 SELIM ; OR ,
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The Poetical Works of Mr. William Collins: With a Prefatory Essay William Collins Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1797 |
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Abra lov'd AGIB ANTISTROPHE Bard beautiful blest breathing Cadell & Davies charm Circassia COLLINS Comus Coriolanus crook and bleating CYMBELINE delight deserts dreary drest Druid dwell ECLOGUE English language EPODE ev'ry eyes fair Fancy Fate Fear fix'd flowers Georgian maid Greece green grief grove hair hand haste haunt hear heart Hebrides ideas inspir'd isle Julius Cæsar lyre Lyric Poetry magic maid like Abra midst mind mountains mourn Muse Music myrtles native nature numbers nymph o'er passions Pastoral Peace piece Pity plains Poem Poet poet's Poetry pour'd Published by Cadell rage retir'd round royal Abbas mov'd scene Schiraz SECANDER shade shadowy shepherds shriek shrine sighs SIR THOMAS HANMER soft song sorrow sound spear spirit springs sung swain sweet sword tears tender thee thou thought thro toil train truth vale western isle wild world unknown youth like royal
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Side 101 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.
Side 81 - When Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Throng'd around her magic cell...
Side 68 - O'erhang his wavy bed, Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn...
Side 47 - 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 102 - No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew; The redbreast oft, at evening hours, Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gathered flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Side 83 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail...
Side 82 - tis said, when all were fired, Filled with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatched her instruments of sound...
Side 87 - But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best.
Side 104 - IN yonder grave a Druid lies, Where slowly winds the stealing wave ! The year's best sweets shall duteous rise, To deck its poet's sylvan grave ! In yon deep bed of whispering reeds His airy harp ' shall now be laid ; That he whose heart in sorrow bleeds May love through life the soothing shade.
Side 87 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings. O Music ! sphere-descended maid, Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aid, Why, Goddess! why, to us denied, Lay'st thou thy ancient lyre aside...