The Works of Thomas Gray, EsqJ. F. Dove, 1827 - 446 ページ |
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... Tacitus , but does not relish him 2. To Mr. WEST . Earnest hopes for his friend's better health , as the warm weather comes on . Defence of Tacitus , and his character . Of the new Dunciad . Sends him a speech from the first scene of ...
... Tacitus , but does not relish him 2. To Mr. WEST . Earnest hopes for his friend's better health , as the warm weather comes on . Defence of Tacitus , and his character . Of the new Dunciad . Sends him a speech from the first scene of ...
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... Tacitus , but have not yet read enough to judge of him ; only his Panno- nian sedition in the first book of his annals , which is just as far as I have got , seemed to me a little tedious . I have no more to say , but to desire you will ...
... Tacitus , but have not yet read enough to judge of him ; only his Panno- nian sedition in the first book of his annals , which is just as far as I have got , seemed to me a little tedious . I have no more to say , but to desire you will ...
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... Tacitus for the facts on which this story is founded by turning to that author , he will easily see how far the poet thought it necessary to deviate from the truth of history . I shall only further observe , that as such a fable could ...
... Tacitus for the facts on which this story is founded by turning to that author , he will easily see how far the poet thought it necessary to deviate from the truth of history . I shall only further observe , that as such a fable could ...
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... Tacitus : I was then inclined to find him tedious : the German se- dition sufficiently made up for it ; and the speech of Germanicus , by which he reclaims his soldiers , is quite masterly . Your new Dunciad I have no conception of . I ...
... Tacitus : I was then inclined to find him tedious : the German se- dition sufficiently made up for it ; and the speech of Germanicus , by which he reclaims his soldiers , is quite masterly . Your new Dunciad I have no conception of . I ...
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... Tacitus ; only what he has said in five words , I imagine I have said in fifty lines : such is the misfortune of imitating the inimi- table . Now , if you are of my opinion , una litura may do the business better than a dozen ; and you ...
... Tacitus ; only what he has said in five words , I imagine I have said in fifty lines : such is the misfortune of imitating the inimi- table . Now , if you are of my opinion , una litura may do the business better than a dozen ; and you ...
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371 ページ - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
377 ページ - This pencil take' (she said), 'whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year: Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of joy; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
398 ページ - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, .And pore upon the brook that babbles by. " Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove; Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.
118 ページ - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
380 ページ - Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room, and verge enough, The characters of hell to trace...
399 ページ - 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.
373 ページ - And from her own she learn'd to melt at others' woe. Scared at thy frown terrific, fly Self-pleasing Folly's idle brood, Wild Laughter, Noise, and thoughtless Joy, And leave us leisure to be good. Light they disperse, and with them go The summer friend, the flattering foe ; By vain Prosperity received, To her they vow their truth, and are again believed.
372 ページ - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah ! why should they know their fate. Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise! No more; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
375 ページ - Man's feeble race what ills await ! . Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of fate ! The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove.
397 ページ - 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...