The beauties of English poetry, or A collection of poems extracted from the best authors1801 |
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... heart is fortified against all the various as- saults of human calamities , and by which we are taught to consider happiness as entirely depending on the reflections of our own minds . We shall be sufficiently convin- ced of these ...
... heart is fortified against all the various as- saults of human calamities , and by which we are taught to consider happiness as entirely depending on the reflections of our own minds . We shall be sufficiently convin- ced of these ...
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... heart had known sweet peace of mind ; But virtue's sold . Good Gods ! what price Can recompense the pangs of vice ! O bane of good ! seducing cheat ! Can man , weak man , thy power defeat ? Gold banish'd honour from the mind , And only ...
... heart had known sweet peace of mind ; But virtue's sold . Good Gods ! what price Can recompense the pangs of vice ! O bane of good ! seducing cheat ! Can man , weak man , thy power defeat ? Gold banish'd honour from the mind , And only ...
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... hearts In treach'ry's more pernicious arts . Who can recount the mischiefs o'er ? Virtue resides on earth no more ! He spoke , and sigh'd . In angry mood Plutus , his god , before him stood . The Miser , trembling , lock'd his chest ...
... hearts In treach'ry's more pernicious arts . Who can recount the mischiefs o'er ? Virtue resides on earth no more ! He spoke , and sigh'd . In angry mood Plutus , his god , before him stood . The Miser , trembling , lock'd his chest ...
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... heart was bounteous and benign , I warm'd his little hands in mine Cheer'd him with kind assiduous care , And wrung the water from his hair . Soon as the fraudful youth was warm « Let's try , says he , if any harm » Has chanc'd my bow ...
... heart was bounteous and benign , I warm'd his little hands in mine Cheer'd him with kind assiduous care , And wrung the water from his hair . Soon as the fraudful youth was warm « Let's try , says he , if any harm » Has chanc'd my bow ...
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... heart , And tears began to flow . His rising cares the hermit spy'd , With answ'ring care opprest : « And whence , unhappy youth , » he cry'd , » The sorrows of thy breast ? » From better habitation spurn'd , » Reluctant dost thou rove ...
... heart , And tears began to flow . His rising cares the hermit spy'd , With answ'ring care opprest : « And whence , unhappy youth , » he cry'd , » The sorrows of thy breast ? » From better habitation spurn'd , » Reluctant dost thou rove ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Academus ANACREON Andromache arms beauteous beauty beneath bless blest bliss bosom breast breath bright call'd charms cheer Corydon cry'd death delight e'er ECLOGUE Emma Emma's ENGLISH POETRY Eurydice Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear flame fond gentle glow grace grief grove happy hear heart Heav'n Henry hermit hope hour lov'd lyre maid METASTASIO mind morn muse muse's nature's ne'er night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er pain passion peace pity plain pleas'd pleasure Plutus pow'r praise pride rage rais'd rise round rove scene seem'd shade shepherds shine sigh sing skies sleep smil'd smile soft song sorrow soul sound stormy winds strain swains sweet tears tempest Theana thee thine thou thought thro Timotheus Tis green toil touch'd trembling Twas vale virtue virtue's voice vows weep wild winds do blow woods wretch youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 55 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Seite 90 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed...
Seite 162 - And glittering temples of their hostile gods." — The princes applaud with a furious joy: And the King seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy; Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy!
Seite 9 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. "For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow, Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And, though my portion is but scant, I give it with good-will.
Seite 171 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his fav'rite 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:' THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown.
Seite 78 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff...
Seite 161 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the Snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their Hair, And the Sparkles that flash from their Eyes ! Behold a ghastly Band, Each a Torch in his Hand!
Seite 78 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all...
Seite 14 - Twas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Seite 105 - Madness ruled the hour, Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewildered laid, And back recoiled, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.