Studies in English poetry [an anthology] with biogr. sketches and notes by J. PayneJoseph Payne 1859 |
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... Lost Shelley 119 Coleridge . 178 Barton 103 Thomson . Southwell 391 164 Dryden 356 id . 360 39 Walter Scoti 135 Shelley 143 Coleridge 157 Montgomery . 10 Cowper 80 Milton 343 Cottager , the . Cowper 111 Cotter's Saturday Night , the ...
... Lost Shelley 119 Coleridge . 178 Barton 103 Thomson . Southwell 391 164 Dryden 356 id . 360 39 Walter Scoti 135 Shelley 143 Coleridge 157 Montgomery . 10 Cowper 80 Milton 343 Cottager , the . Cowper 111 Cotter's Saturday Night , the ...
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... Lost , the Faculties of Man , the Firmament , the Flight of Xerxes Flowers of the Field , the . Cowper 166 B. Jonson 168 id .. 168 Pope 168 Cowper 168 Milton 337 . • Byron . 132 Longfellow 52 Milton 316 Pope 378 Lamb 48 Habington 98 ...
... Lost , the Faculties of Man , the Firmament , the Flight of Xerxes Flowers of the Field , the . Cowper 166 B. Jonson 168 id .. 168 Pope 168 Cowper 168 Milton 337 . • Byron . 132 Longfellow 52 Milton 316 Pope 378 Lamb 48 Habington 98 ...
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... lost in the Snow Traveller's Hymn , the Twilight • Una and the Red Cross Knight Una and the Lion Vanity of Human Wishes , the Veni Creator . Pope 147 Byron . 102 Milton 352 207 Pope 375 Wordsworth 222 Goldsmith 436 Thomson . 385 Addison ...
... lost in the Snow Traveller's Hymn , the Twilight • Una and the Red Cross Knight Una and the Lion Vanity of Human Wishes , the Veni Creator . Pope 147 Byron . 102 Milton 352 207 Pope 375 Wordsworth 222 Goldsmith 436 Thomson . 385 Addison ...
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... lost in its unconscious womb ; Oh ! she was fair , but nought could save Her beauty from the tomb . The rolling seasons , day and night , Sun , moon , and stars , the earth and main , Erewhile his portion , life and light , To him2 ...
... lost in its unconscious womb ; Oh ! she was fair , but nought could save Her beauty from the tomb . The rolling seasons , day and night , Sun , moon , and stars , the earth and main , Erewhile his portion , life and light , To him2 ...
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... lost old nations ; And countless kings have into dust been humbled , While not a fragment of thy flesh has crumbled . Didst thou not hear the pother3 o'er thy head , When the great Persian conqueror , Čambyses , ( 1 ) Doff - to do off ...
... lost old nations ; And countless kings have into dust been humbled , While not a fragment of thy flesh has crumbled . Didst thou not hear the pother3 o'er thy head , When the great Persian conqueror , Čambyses , ( 1 ) Doff - to do off ...
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84 ページ - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
70 ページ - Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise, Nor vice; who never understood How deepest wounds are given by praise, Nor rules of state, but rules of good; Who hath his life from rumours freed; Whose conscience is his strong retreat; Whose state can neither flatterers feed, Nor ruin make oppressors great; Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless...
198 ページ - And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A Being breathing thoughtful breath, A Traveller between life and death ; The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel light.
316 ページ - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
304 ページ - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and, with new spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
65 ページ - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
301 ページ - And all their echoes, mourn. The Willows, and the Hazel Copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous Leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the Canker to the Rose, Or Taint-worm to the weanling Herds that graze, Or Frost to Flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the White-thorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to Shepherd's ear.
279 ページ - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
301 ページ - Ay me! I fondly dream! Had ye been there, for what could that have done? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?
280 ページ - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle. I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. — Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...