Poems, 第 1 巻J. Dodsley, in Pall-mall., 1768 - 119 ページ |
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... bear Two Courfers of ethereal race , With necks in thunder cloath'd , and long - re- [ founding pace . * For the spirit of the living creature was in the wheels → And above the firmament , that was over their heads , was the likeness ...
... bear Two Courfers of ethereal race , With necks in thunder cloath'd , and long - re- [ founding pace . * For the spirit of the living creature was in the wheels → And above the firmament , that was over their heads , was the likeness ...
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... bear Sailing with fupreme dominion Thro ' the azure deep of air : Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms , as glitter in the Mufe's ray With orient hues , unborrow'd of the Sun : Yet shall he mount , and keep his diftant ...
... bear Sailing with fupreme dominion Thro ' the azure deep of air : Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms , as glitter in the Mufe's ray With orient hues , unborrow'd of the Sun : Yet shall he mount , and keep his diftant ...
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... red rofes , devices of York and Lancaster . + The filver Boar was the badge of Richard the Third ; whence he was usually known in his own time by the name of the Bear . FI III . 66 III . I. " Edward , lo ! to A PINDARIC ODE . 65.
... red rofes , devices of York and Lancaster . + The filver Boar was the badge of Richard the Third ; whence he was usually known in his own time by the name of the Bear . FI III . 66 III . I. " Edward , lo ! to A PINDARIC ODE . 65.
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... bear ; · And diftant warblings leffen on my ear , That loft in long futurity expire . Fierce wars and faithful loves fhall moralize my fong . Spenfer's Proëme to the Fairy Queen . + Shakespear . Milton . The fucceffion of Poets after ...
... bear ; · And diftant warblings leffen on my ear , That loft in long futurity expire . Fierce wars and faithful loves fhall moralize my fong . Spenfer's Proëme to the Fairy Queen . + Shakespear . Milton . The fucceffion of Poets after ...
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... 'rous Boy fhall Rinda bear , Who ne'er fhall comb his raven - hair , Nor wash his vifage in the ftream , Nor fee the fun's departing beam ; Till he on Hoder's corfe fhall fmile . Flaming on Till 92 THE DESCENT OF ODIN .
... 'rous Boy fhall Rinda bear , Who ne'er fhall comb his raven - hair , Nor wash his vifage in the ftream , Nor fee the fun's departing beam ; Till he on Hoder's corfe fhall fmile . Flaming on Till 92 THE DESCENT OF ODIN .
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Æolian art thou beneath breaſt breath bufy Cæfar Cambria's chear cloſe Conway Death Denmark Deſpair diftant dread dreſt drop'd Dryden's Dunston Earl eaſtern Edward Eirin ETON COLLEGE eyes Ezekiel fable fate fecret feen fend fhade fhaggy fhall fince firſt flaughter fleep fmile folemn fome fong forrow foul ftill ftrains ftream fublime fuch glitt'ring glory Goddeſs griefly hafty hand Hark harmony Hauberk heart Heav'n Henry the Sixth Hoder's Italy King Lancaſter lance Loft Lord Love lyre Maid Milton Muſe ne'er night noife numbers o'er Odin OWEN Paffions pain Paradife Petrarch PINDARIC ODE pleaſure Poetry purple purſue Quarto reft reign repofe rifing rill rofe Scotland ſeen ſhall ſhe Sifters Snowdon ſpeed ſpirit ſpread ſpring ſtate ſteep ſweet Talieffin tear thee theſe thoſe thou thro trembling triumph voice watry wave Weave Welch Where'er whofe youth
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119 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 church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
109 ページ - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
112 ページ - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
111 ページ - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
5 ページ - O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Yet hark, how thro...
20 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.
47 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.
119 ページ - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
114 ページ - Some village-Hampden, that with dauntlefs breaft The little Tyrant of his fields withftood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may reft, Some Cromwell guiltlefs of his country's blood.. Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
50 ページ - Through the azure deep of air : Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms, as glitter in the Muse's ray With orient hues, unborrow'd of the sun : Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate ; Beneath the good how far — but far above the great ! ODE VI.