The Poetical Works of William CollinsCharles Whittingham, 1804 - 144 sider |
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... sentiment . His poems are the productions of a mind not deficient in fire , nor unfurnished with knowledge either of books or life , but somewhat obstructed in its progress by devia- tion in quest of mistaken beauties . " His morals ...
... sentiment . His poems are the productions of a mind not deficient in fire , nor unfurnished with knowledge either of books or life , but somewhat obstructed in its progress by devia- tion in quest of mistaken beauties . " His morals ...
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... sentiment . He who can read it without being af fected , will do his heart no injustice , if he concludes it to be destitute of sensibility . " Ye mute companions of my toils , that bear In all my griefs a more than equal share ! Here ...
... sentiment . He who can read it without being af fected , will do his heart no injustice , if he concludes it to be destitute of sensibility . " Ye mute companions of my toils , that bear In all my griefs a more than equal share ! Here ...
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... sentiments may appear to those who have not revolted from nature and simplicity , had the author proclaimed them in Lombard - street , or Cheapside , he would not have ... sentiment contrary to what we expected , is here introduced to 117.
... sentiments may appear to those who have not revolted from nature and simplicity , had the author proclaimed them in Lombard - street , or Cheapside , he would not have ... sentiment contrary to what we expected , is here introduced to 117.
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... sentiment ; it may be ob- served , that his descriptions themselves are senti- mental , and answer the whole end of that species of writing , by embellishing every feature of virtue , and by conveying , through the effects of the pencil ...
... sentiment ; it may be ob- served , that his descriptions themselves are senti- mental , and answer the whole end of that species of writing , by embellishing every feature of virtue , and by conveying , through the effects of the pencil ...
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William Collins. When we endeavour to trace this species of figu- rative sentiment to its origin , we find it coeval with literature itself . It is generally agreed that the most ancient productions are poetical , and it is certain that ...
William Collins. When we endeavour to trace this species of figu- rative sentiment to its origin , we find it coeval with literature itself . It is generally agreed that the most ancient productions are poetical , and it is certain that ...
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Side 68 - And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity, at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unaltered mien, While each strained ball of sight seemed bursting from his head.
Side 67 - tis said, when all were fired, Fill'd with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatch'd her instruments of sound,' And, as they oft had heard apart Sweet lessons of her forceful art, Each (for madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power, FIRST Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.
Side 80 - No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No withered witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew! The red-breast 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 66 - 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 69 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known...
Side 42 - 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 69 - Pour*d through the mellow horn her pensive soul ; And, dashing soft from rocks around, Bubbling runnels join'd the sound : Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round a holy calm diffusing, Love of peace and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.
Side 35 - O THOU by Nature taught To breathe her genuine thought, In numbers warmly pure, and sweetly strong : Who first, on mountains wild, In Fancy, loveliest child, Thy babe or Pleasure's, nurs'd the pow'rs of song ! Thou who with hermit heart Disdain'st the wealth of art...
Side 18 - Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" Cursed be the gold and silver which persuade Weak men to follow far fatiguing trade ! The lily peace outshines the silver store, And life is dearer than the golden ore ; Yet money tempts us o'er the desert brown...
Side 134 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge, And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still, The pensive pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.