Studies from the English PoetsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1852 - 519 ページ |
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... strange conveyance filled each hollow nook ; As in an organ , from one blast of wind , To many a row of pipes the sound - board breathes . Anon , out of the earth , a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation , with the sound 1 A Syriac word ...
... strange conveyance filled each hollow nook ; As in an organ , from one blast of wind , To many a row of pipes the sound - board breathes . Anon , out of the earth , a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation , with the sound 1 A Syriac word ...
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... strange fire His own invented torments . But , perhaps , The way seems difficult and steep to scale With upright wing against a higher foe . Let such bethink them , if the sleepy drench Of that forgetful lake benumb not still , That in ...
... strange fire His own invented torments . But , perhaps , The way seems difficult and steep to scale With upright wing against a higher foe . Let such bethink them , if the sleepy drench Of that forgetful lake benumb not still , That in ...
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... strange . Two of far nobler shape , erect and tall , God - like erect , with native honour clad In naked majesty seemed lords of all : And worthy seemed ; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone , Truth ...
... strange . Two of far nobler shape , erect and tall , God - like erect , with native honour clad In naked majesty seemed lords of all : And worthy seemed ; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone , Truth ...
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... strange , bountiful Fortune , Now my dear lady1 , hath mine enemies Brought to this shore : and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star ; whose influence If now I court not , but omit , my fortunes Will ...
... strange , bountiful Fortune , Now my dear lady1 , hath mine enemies Brought to this shore : and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star ; whose influence If now I court not , but omit , my fortunes Will ...
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... strange . Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark ! now I hear them , -ding - dong , bell . Ferd . The ditty does remember1 my drowned father : This is no mortal business , nor no sound That the earth owes 2 : -I hear it now above me ...
... strange . Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark ! now I hear them , -ding - dong , bell . Ferd . The ditty does remember1 my drowned father : This is no mortal business , nor no sound That the earth owes 2 : -I hear it now above me ...
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144 ページ - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
183 ページ - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
502 ページ - Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.
185 ページ - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word, — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle...
285 ページ - If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: if a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villany you teach me I will execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
497 ページ - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
357 ページ - Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train And rudely rends thy robes ; So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! W.
495 ページ - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
494 ページ - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
362 ページ - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kissed the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.