Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Times, 第 2 巻Robert Chambers W. and R. Chambers, 1844 - 4 ページ |
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... shade ! The world's a stately bark , on dangerous seas , With pleasure seen , but boarded at our peril ; Here , on a single plank , thrown safe ashore , I hear the tumult of the distant throng , As that of seas remote , or dying storms ...
... shade ! The world's a stately bark , on dangerous seas , With pleasure seen , but boarded at our peril ; Here , on a single plank , thrown safe ashore , I hear the tumult of the distant throng , As that of seas remote , or dying storms ...
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... shade , that I with friendly blame , Slight note thy error ; not to wrong thy worth , Or shade thy memory ( far from my soul Be that base aim ) , but haply to deter , From flattering the gross vulgar , future pens Powerful like thine in ...
... shade , that I with friendly blame , Slight note thy error ; not to wrong thy worth , Or shade thy memory ( far from my soul Be that base aim ) , but haply to deter , From flattering the gross vulgar , future pens Powerful like thine in ...
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... shade , the country round Imbrown ; a crowded umbrage dusk and dun , Of every hue , from wan declining green To ... shades , Robbed of their tuneful souls , now shivering sit On the dead tree , a dull despondent flock : With not a ...
... shade , the country round Imbrown ; a crowded umbrage dusk and dun , Of every hue , from wan declining green To ... shades , Robbed of their tuneful souls , now shivering sit On the dead tree , a dull despondent flock : With not a ...
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... Shade unperceived , so softening into shade ; And all so forming a harmonious whole , That , as they still succeed , they ravish still . But wandering oft , with rude unconscious gaze , Man marks not thee , marks not the mighty hand ...
... Shade unperceived , so softening into shade ; And all so forming a harmonious whole , That , as they still succeed , they ravish still . But wandering oft , with rude unconscious gaze , Man marks not thee , marks not the mighty hand ...
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... shades , and teach the night His praise . Ye chief , for whom the whole creation smiles ; At once the head , the heart ... shade , And find a fane in every sacred grove , There let the shepherd's lute , the virgin's lay , The prompting ...
... shades , and teach the night His praise . Ye chief , for whom the whole creation smiles ; At once the head , the heart ... shade , And find a fane in every sacred grove , There let the shepherd's lute , the virgin's lay , The prompting ...
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325 ページ - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
327 ページ - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
56 ページ - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
382 ページ - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly...
406 ページ - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease; For summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor...
398 ページ - And the crimson pall of eve may fall From the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer...
410 ページ - But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him,— But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
340 ページ - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
406 ページ - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise: Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
340 ページ - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.