Select British Poets, Or, New Elegant Extracts from Chaucer to the Present Time, with Critical RemarksWilliam C. Hall, 1824 - 822 páginas |
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... wind amongst them did inspire , They waved like a pennon wide disspread , And low behind her back were scattered : And whether art it were , or heedless hap , As through the flowering forest rash she fled , In her rude hairs sweet ...
... wind amongst them did inspire , They waved like a pennon wide disspread , And low behind her back were scattered : And whether art it were , or heedless hap , As through the flowering forest rash she fled , In her rude hairs sweet ...
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... wind Of malice in the calm of pleasant womankind . Divers discourses in their way they spent ; Mongst which Cymochles of her questioned , Both what she was , and what that usage meant , Which in her cot she daily practised . Vain man ...
... wind Of malice in the calm of pleasant womankind . Divers discourses in their way they spent ; Mongst which Cymochles of her questioned , Both what she was , and what that usage meant , Which in her cot she daily practised . Vain man ...
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... winds , waters , all agree . The joyous birds , shrouded in chearful shade , Their notes unto the voice ... wind low answered to all . There , whence that music seemed heard to be , Was the fair Witch , herself now solacing ...
... winds , waters , all agree . The joyous birds , shrouded in chearful shade , Their notes unto the voice ... wind low answered to all . There , whence that music seemed heard to be , Was the fair Witch , herself now solacing ...
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... wind wag their wriggle tails Peark as a peacock ; but now it avails . Thenot . Leudly complainest , thou lazy lad , Of winter's wrack for making thee sad ? Must not the world wend in his common course , From good to bad , and from bad ...
... wind wag their wriggle tails Peark as a peacock ; but now it avails . Thenot . Leudly complainest , thou lazy lad , Of winter's wrack for making thee sad ? Must not the world wend in his common course , From good to bad , and from bad ...
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... winds are piping loud , Or usher'd with a shower still , When the gust hath blown his fill , Ending on the ... wind , Without the mead of some melodious tear . Begin then , Sisters of the Sacred Well , That from beneath the ...
... winds are piping loud , Or usher'd with a shower still , When the gust hath blown his fill , Ending on the ... wind , Without the mead of some melodious tear . Begin then , Sisters of the Sacred Well , That from beneath the ...
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Página 107 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Página 300 - Peace to all such! But were there One whose fires True Genius kindles and fair Fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caus'd himself to rise; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer...
Página 407 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite 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 churchway path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 139 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...
Página 407 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch. And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 91 - But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Página 375 - He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down ; And with a withering look The war-denouncing trumpet took ; And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe . And ever and anon he beat The doubling drum with furious heat...
Página 107 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Página 452 - Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Página 143 - Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.