The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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Pagina 16
... shade by the brook , and many similar pictures , afford sufficient evidence of descriptive skill . It is said , but I know not with what degree of correctness , that his best pastorals were written ' after he had made a mode- rate ...
... shade by the brook , and many similar pictures , afford sufficient evidence of descriptive skill . It is said , but I know not with what degree of correctness , that his best pastorals were written ' after he had made a mode- rate ...
Pagina 17
... shades of Parnassus decay ; The Muses will dry their sad urn , Since reft of young Corydon's lay . To him every passion was known , That throbb'd in the breast with desire ; Each gentle affection was shown In the soft sighing songs of ...
... shades of Parnassus decay ; The Muses will dry their sad urn , Since reft of young Corydon's lay . To him every passion was known , That throbb'd in the breast with desire ; Each gentle affection was shown In the soft sighing songs of ...
Pagina 20
... the heart of man ! desires But there's a friendly guide ! —a flame , That lambent o'er its bed , Enlivens , with a gladsome beam , The hermit's osier shed , Among the russet shades of night , It glances from 20 CUNNINGHAM .
... the heart of man ! desires But there's a friendly guide ! —a flame , That lambent o'er its bed , Enlivens , with a gladsome beam , The hermit's osier shed , Among the russet shades of night , It glances from 20 CUNNINGHAM .
Pagina 21
... shades impure , Throws sacred Truth behind : Yet sometimes , through the deep obscure , She bursts upon the mind . Sleep and her sister Silence reign ; They lock the shepherd's fold : But hark - I hear a lamb complain , ' Tis lost upon ...
... shades impure , Throws sacred Truth behind : Yet sometimes , through the deep obscure , She bursts upon the mind . Sleep and her sister Silence reign ; They lock the shepherd's fold : But hark - I hear a lamb complain , ' Tis lost upon ...
Pagina 22
... shade the way ; As proud as if their painted rays Could emulate the day ! " Tis thus , the pigmy sons of power Advance their vain parade ! Thus , glitter in the darken'd hour , And like the glowworms fade ! The soft serenity of night ...
... shade the way ; As proud as if their painted rays Could emulate the day ! " Tis thus , the pigmy sons of power Advance their vain parade ! Thus , glitter in the darken'd hour , And like the glowworms fade ! The soft serenity of night ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ACROSTIC AMPHITRYON ANACREON bard beauty behold birds bless'd bliss bloom bosom breast brow charms confess'd Corydon cried crown'd Cunningham Cupid Damon David Garrick dear delight Derry Dublin e'en EDINBURGH Epilogue eyes fair fame fancy fate favourite flies floweret fond Fortune genius gentle give glowing goddess Goldsmith grace green grove happy heart honour hopes kind kiss labour lord maid mighty mind mirth MISS CATL morning Muse ne'er never night numbers o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH Ossian PALEMON pass'd passion pasty Phillis Philomel plain pleasure poem poet praise press'd pride rage raptures reign rich rise rose rosy round sacred scene shade shepherd sigh sing skies smiles soft song sorrow soul spread STOOPS TO CONQUER SUNDERLAND swain sweet SWEET Auburn tell thee There's thou toil train Tuning sweet Twas venison vex'd village virgins wandering wanton Whilst wretch young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 216 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Pagina 242 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart : To coxcombs averse, yet most civilly steering, When they judged without skill he was still hard of hearing.
Pagina 211 - 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.
Pagina 218 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Pagina 215 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Pagina 221 - That call'd them from their native walks away; When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly...
Pagina 219 - The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds: The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth Has robbed the neighbouring fields of half their growth; His seat, where solitary sports are seen, Indignant spurns the cottage from the green...
Pagina 224 - Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first and keep'st me so; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
Pagina 221 - Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing.
Pagina 238 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks...