Selections from the British Poets: Chronologically Arranged from Chaucer to the Present Time, Under Separate Divisions, with Introductions Explaining the Different Species of PoetryCommissioners of National Education in Ireland, 1851 |
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... pleasure which the great majority of persons derive from read- ing genuine poetry , are enforced at greater length in the following extract from Mr. James Gray's interest- ing life of Robert Fergusson , the Scottish poet : - " Works of ...
... pleasure which the great majority of persons derive from read- ing genuine poetry , are enforced at greater length in the following extract from Mr. James Gray's interest- ing life of Robert Fergusson , the Scottish poet : - " Works of ...
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... pleasure we derive from the works of the poet naturally leads us to reflect on his character ; we feel more acquainted with him than with authors of a dif- ferent description ; and it is only in him that we not only allow egotism , but ...
... pleasure we derive from the works of the poet naturally leads us to reflect on his character ; we feel more acquainted with him than with authors of a dif- ferent description ; and it is only in him that we not only allow egotism , but ...
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... pleasures , keeps unquenched the enthusiasm which warmed the springtime of our being , strengthens our interests in human nature by vivid delineations of its tenderest and loftiest feelings , knits us by new ties with universal beings ...
... pleasures , keeps unquenched the enthusiasm which warmed the springtime of our being , strengthens our interests in human nature by vivid delineations of its tenderest and loftiest feelings , knits us by new ties with universal beings ...
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... Pleasures of Retirement , No Trust in Time , God's Providence , the Honest Man's For- tune , · Psalm cxlviii . , To God , in his Sickness , Humility , Meditation and Prayer , The Life of Man , The Dirge , Delight in God only , The ...
... Pleasures of Retirement , No Trust in Time , God's Providence , the Honest Man's For- tune , · Psalm cxlviii . , To God , in his Sickness , Humility , Meditation and Prayer , The Life of Man , The Dirge , Delight in God only , The ...
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... Pleasure , Ode to Peace , Death , All Creatures called on to praise God , Eternal Providence , • An Address to the Deity , Benevolence and Compassion , Incentive to Early Rising , The Complaint of Nature , Resignation , Wisdom comes too ...
... Pleasure , Ode to Peace , Death , All Creatures called on to praise God , Eternal Providence , • An Address to the Deity , Benevolence and Compassion , Incentive to Early Rising , The Complaint of Nature , Resignation , Wisdom comes too ...
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Selections from the British Poets: Chronologically Arranged from ..., Band 1 Ireland Commissioners of National Educa Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ALEXANDER POPE AMERICAN POETRY beauty beneath birds bless blest bliss bloom BORN bowers breast breath bright calm charms clouds dark death deep delight Descriptive Poetry DIED doth earth English Poetry eternal fair flowers gaze GILES FLETCHER gloom glorious glory glow grave green happy hast hath heart heaven hills hope hour HYMN JAMES THOMSON labour LETITIA ELIZABETH LANDON life's light live look Lord MARK AKENSIDE mighty mind morning mortal mountain mourn murmur nature nature's night numbers o'er pastoral pastoral poetry peace pleasure poetry poets praise prayer rest rill rise ROBERT SOUTHEY round sacred scene shade shine sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream sweet tears tempest thee THEOCRITUS thine things thou art thought toil trees trembling vale voice wave weary wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings youth
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Seite 59 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy and confined, from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come...
Seite 204 - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee...
Seite 203 - To die, to sleep ; To sleep : perchance to dream : ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause : there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Seite 429 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, months and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Seite 204 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down...
Seite 325 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon. Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Seite 144 - We need not bid, for cloister'd cell, Our neighbour and our work farewell, Nor strive to wind ourselves too high For sinful man beneath the sky : The trivial round, the common task, Would furnish all we ought to ask ; Room to deny ourselves ; a road To bring us, daily, nearer God.
Seite 375 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Seite 11 - This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Seite 355 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.