Beauties of Poetry: Consisting of Elegant Selections from the Works of Pope, Goldsmith, Beattie, GrayChurchill & M'Glashan, 1814 - 300 Seiten |
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... tender flood From each fair eye in Marlivale . The evening star sate in his eye , The sun his golden tresses gave , The north's pure morn her orient dye , To him who rests in yonder grave ! Beneath no high historic stone , Though nobly ...
... tender flood From each fair eye in Marlivale . The evening star sate in his eye , The sun his golden tresses gave , The north's pure morn her orient dye , To him who rests in yonder grave ! Beneath no high historic stone , Though nobly ...
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... tender sighs the heart emove , In silent eloquence to tell Thy tale , O soul - subduing Love ! Ah ! wherefore should grim Rage be nigh , And dark Distrust with changeful face , And Jealousy's reverted eye , Be near thy fair , thy favor ...
... tender sighs the heart emove , In silent eloquence to tell Thy tale , O soul - subduing Love ! Ah ! wherefore should grim Rage be nigh , And dark Distrust with changeful face , And Jealousy's reverted eye , Be near thy fair , thy favor ...
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... tender sigh , She can no longer , longer stay . Pensive , against yon poplar pale , The lover leans his gentle heart , Revolving many a tender tale , And wondering still how they could part . Three arrows pierced the desert air , Ere ...
... tender sigh , She can no longer , longer stay . Pensive , against yon poplar pale , The lover leans his gentle heart , Revolving many a tender tale , And wondering still how they could part . Three arrows pierced the desert air , Ere ...
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... tender woe the while . No more , with fond attention dear , She seeks th ' unspoken wish to find ; No more shall she , with pleasure's tear , See the soul waxing into mind . XVII . Does Nature bear a tyrant's breast ? Is she the friend ...
... tender woe the while . No more , with fond attention dear , She seeks th ' unspoken wish to find ; No more shall she , with pleasure's tear , See the soul waxing into mind . XVII . Does Nature bear a tyrant's breast ? Is she the friend ...
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... tender lay May not thy gentle life prolong ; Seest thou yon nightingale a prey , The fierce hawk hovering o'er his song ? His little heart is large with love : He sweetly hails his evening star , And fate's more pointed arrows move ...
... tender lay May not thy gentle life prolong ; Seest thou yon nightingale a prey , The fierce hawk hovering o'er his song ? His little heart is large with love : He sweetly hails his evening star , And fate's more pointed arrows move ...
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Abra ALEXANDER POPE amidst beauty beneath bless'd blessings blest bliss bloom bosom bower breast breath charms cheerful Circassia crown'd dear deep ECLOGUE Ev'n fair fame fancy fate fear fire flame flowers fond gale Genius gentle grace grave green groves hail haste heart Heaven hill hour JAMES BEATTIE learn'd lonely lyre maid mind morn mountains mourn Muse Musidora Nature's ne'er night nymph o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pale peace Phœbus pity plain pleasure pomp praise pride rage raptures rill rise ROBERT BURNS round rove scene shade shepherd shine sigh silent sing skies smile soft song soothe soul sound Spleen spring swain sweet SWEET AUBURN tale tear tender thee thine THOMAS PARNELL thou toil train trembling truth Twas vale virtue voice wandering wave wealth weep wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wings wretched yonder younkers youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 29 - And steady loyalty and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first and keep'st me so; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
Seite 86 - Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.
Seite 15 - 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.
Seite 207 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Seite 19 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
Seite 22 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Seite 21 - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power, By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour ; Far other aims his heart had learned to prize, More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Seite 127 - THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame. Their great Original proclaim. Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display ; And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand.
Seite 34 - But small the bliss that sense alone bestows, And sensual bliss is all the nation knows. In florid beauty groves and fields appear, Man seems the only growth that dwindles here. Contrasted faults through all his manners reign; Though poor, luxurious; though submissive, vain; Though grave, yet trifling; zealous, yet untrue ; And even in penance planning sins anew.
Seite 86 - 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...