The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 第 13 巻J. Johnson, 1810 - 612 ページ |
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... hours employ'd , Assaulting with their impious blasphemies The Power supreme that gave them life and breath ... hour New votaries to Hell , while all the fiends Hear RECOMMENDATORY VERSES . Christ dying, rising, and reigning *****
... hours employ'd , Assaulting with their impious blasphemies The Power supreme that gave them life and breath ... hour New votaries to Hell , while all the fiends Hear RECOMMENDATORY VERSES . Christ dying, rising, and reigning *****
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... hour , and a languishing genius , that when the Muse nods , the sense would burn and sparkle upon the reader , and ... hours and seraphical joys of devotion ; the victory of a resolved soul over a thousand temptations ; the inimi- table ...
... hour , and a languishing genius , that when the Muse nods , the sense would burn and sparkle upon the reader , and ... hours and seraphical joys of devotion ; the victory of a resolved soul over a thousand temptations ; the inimi- table ...
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... hours : O make it your perpetual care To please that Everlasting Fair ; Adore the hand that led your way Through flowery ... hour . FLYING FOWL , AND CREEPING THINGS , PRAISE YE THE LOKD . PSALM CXLVIII . 10 . SWEET flocks , whose soft ...
... hours : O make it your perpetual care To please that Everlasting Fair ; Adore the hand that led your way Through flowery ... hour . FLYING FOWL , AND CREEPING THINGS , PRAISE YE THE LOKD . PSALM CXLVIII . 10 . SWEET flocks , whose soft ...
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... hour of darkness is but short , Faith be thy life , and patience thy support , The morning brings the joy . HOPE IN ... hours away ? Break , glorious Brightness , through the gloomy veil , Look how the armies of despair Aloft their sooty ...
... hour of darkness is but short , Faith be thy life , and patience thy support , The morning brings the joy . HOPE IN ... hours away ? Break , glorious Brightness , through the gloomy veil , Look how the armies of despair Aloft their sooty ...
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... hour ; Some new propitious star appear on high , The fairest glory of the western sky , And Anna be its name ; with gentle sway To check the planets of malignant ray , Sooth the rude North - wind , and the rugged Bear , Calm rising wars ...
... hour ; Some new propitious star appear on high , The fairest glory of the western sky , And Anna be its name ; with gentle sway To check the planets of malignant ray , Sooth the rude North - wind , and the rugged Bear , Calm rising wars ...
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angels ANTISTROPHE Aristagoras art thou beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss boast breast breath bright Camarina charms dark dear death deep delight divine dreadful e'en Earth ECLOGUE EPODE Ergoteles eternal eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame flowers fond genius glory grace grief Grongar Hill grove hand happy heart Heaven heavenly honour immortal king labour Lord Lorenzo lov'd lyre maid mighty mind mortal mourn Muse Nature Nature's ne'er night Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace Pelops Pindar plain pleasure poem poet praise pride proud rage reign rise round sacred scene seraphic shade shine shore sing skies smile soft song soul sound strain stream STROPHE swain sweet swell tears tempest terrour thee thine thou thought throne thunder Tlepolemus toil truth vale verse virtue WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wings youth
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419 ページ - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
419 ページ - Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, " That all men are about to live," For ever on the brink of being born. All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel : and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least, their own ; their future selves...
95 ページ - Just such is the Christian ; his course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way : But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, And gives a sure hope, at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
204 ページ - But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best ; They would have thought who heard the strain They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing...
221 ページ - Wide and wider spreads the vale As circles on a smooth canal ; The mountains round (unhappy fate !) Sooner or later, of all height, Withdraw their summits from the skies, And lessen as the others...
203 ページ - Madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.
416 ページ - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
222 ページ - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky! The pleasant seat, the ruin'd tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.
379 ページ - The love of praise, howe'er concealed by art, Reigns, more or less, and glows in every heart ; The proud to gain it, toils on toils endure ; The modest shun it, but to make it sure.
202 ページ - Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises 'midst the twilight path, Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum, — Now teach me, Maid composed ! To breathe some soften'd strain : Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit, As, musing slow, I hail Thy genial loved return.