Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature, 第 2 巻J.B. Lippincott Company, 1902 |
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... heart at least one verse : Awake , my soul , and with the sun , Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth , and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice . In 1674 Ken published a Manual of Prayers for the use of the Scholars of ...
... heart at least one verse : Awake , my soul , and with the sun , Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth , and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice . In 1674 Ken published a Manual of Prayers for the use of the Scholars of ...
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... heart can to no other give ; I feel too great a load in cares of state , Cares conjugal may much increase the weight ; More hours I fain would in my closet spend , Pure virgins best the affairs of Heaven attend . Son , said the saint ...
... heart can to no other give ; I feel too great a load in cares of state , Cares conjugal may much increase the weight ; More hours I fain would in my closet spend , Pure virgins best the affairs of Heaven attend . Son , said the saint ...
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... heart alone is harmed , While thine the victor is , and free . The Dream . The grove was gloomy all around , Murmuring the stream did pass , Where fond Astræa laid her down Upon a bed of grass ; I slept and saw a piteous sight , Cupid a ...
... heart alone is harmed , While thine the victor is , and free . The Dream . The grove was gloomy all around , Murmuring the stream did pass , Where fond Astræa laid her down Upon a bed of grass ; I slept and saw a piteous sight , Cupid a ...
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... heart held dear . May all your joys in her prove false , like mine ! A sterile fortune and a barren bed Attend you both continual discord make Your days and nights bitter and grievous still : May the hard hand of a vexatious need ...
... heart held dear . May all your joys in her prove false , like mine ! A sterile fortune and a barren bed Attend you both continual discord make Your days and nights bitter and grievous still : May the hard hand of a vexatious need ...
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... heart ! Jaf . O Belvidera ! doubly I'm a beggar : Undone by fortune and in debt to thee . Want , worldly want , that hungry meagre fiend , Is at my heels , and chases me in view . Canst thou bear cold and hunger ? Can these limbs ...
... heart ! Jaf . O Belvidera ! doubly I'm a beggar : Undone by fortune and in debt to thee . Want , worldly want , that hungry meagre fiend , Is at my heels , and chases me in view . Canst thou bear cold and hunger ? Can these limbs ...
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364 ページ - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
333 ページ - I felt my heart strangely warmed. I felt I did trust in Christ, Christ alone, for salvation; and an assurance was given me that He had taken away my sins, even mine, and saved me from the law of sin and death.
367 ページ - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, 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...
361 ページ - Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high, To bitter Scorn a sacrifice, And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try, And hard Unkindness...
363 ページ - ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman 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...
364 ページ - Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death? Perhaps in this neglected spot...
364 ページ - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. But knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.
364 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.
188 ページ - A cherub's face, a reptile all the rest; Beauty that shocks you, Parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep, and Pride that licks the dust.
367 ページ - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY.