Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to BeattieJ. Whetham & Son, 1841 - 807 sider |
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Side 242
... Thalestris knew To send the arrow from the twanging yew ; And , great in arms , and foremost in the war , Bonduca brandish'd high the British spear . Could thirst of vengeance and desire of fame Excite the female breast with martial ...
... Thalestris knew To send the arrow from the twanging yew ; And , great in arms , and foremost in the war , Bonduca brandish'd high the British spear . Could thirst of vengeance and desire of fame Excite the female breast with martial ...
Side 350
... Thalestris ' arms the nymph he found , Her eyes dejected , and her hair unbound . Full o'er their heads the swelling bag he rent , And all the Furies issued at the vent . Two handmaids wait the throne : alike in place , Belinda burns ...
... Thalestris ' arms the nymph he found , Her eyes dejected , and her hair unbound . Full o'er their heads the swelling bag he rent , And all the Furies issued at the vent . Two handmaids wait the throne : alike in place , Belinda burns ...
Side 351
... Thalestris with reproach assails , For who can move when fair Belinda fails ? Not half so fix'd the Trojan could remain , While Anna begg'd and Dido rag'd in vain . Then grave Clarissa graceful way'd her fan ; Silence ensued , and thus ...
... Thalestris with reproach assails , For who can move when fair Belinda fails ? Not half so fix'd the Trojan could remain , While Anna begg'd and Dido rag'd in vain . Then grave Clarissa graceful way'd her fan ; Silence ensued , and thus ...
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... Thalestris triumphs in a manly mien ; Loud is her accent , and her phrase obscene . In fair and open dealing where's the shame ? What Nature dares to give , she dares to name . This honest fellow is sincere and plain , And justly gives ...
... Thalestris triumphs in a manly mien ; Loud is her accent , and her phrase obscene . In fair and open dealing where's the shame ? What Nature dares to give , she dares to name . This honest fellow is sincere and plain , And justly gives ...
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Abra angels arms behold blest blood breast breath bright call'd charms Cloacina clouds courser crown'd Dagon dark death delight Derry divine dread drest Earth ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame glory grace hand happy hast hath head hear heart Heaven Hell honor hope join'd king labor light live lord lov'd Lubberkin lyre maid mighty mind mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er once pain passion peace plain pleas'd pleasure praise pride proud race rage rais'd reign rise round Satan seem'd shade shining sight sing song soon soul spirits Spleen stood stream swain sweet taste tears tell tempest Thalestris Thebes thee Theseus thine things THOMAS TICKELL thou thought throne trembling turn'd Twas vex'd Virg virtue voice winds wings wise wood youth
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Side 140 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small...
Side 12 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Side 12 - Gently o'er the accustom'd oak ; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Side 11 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Side 356 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind ; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way ; Yet simple nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud topp'd hill, an humbler heaven...
Side 232 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 358 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast...
Side 13 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew : Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Side 11 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides : — Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with...
Side 23 - Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning...