Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Prefaces, Bind 1John Aikin Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme & Brown, 1820 - 807 sider |
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... toil And hands. Or in Valdarno , to descry new lands , Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe . His spear , to equal with the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills , to be the mast Of some great ammiral , were but a wand , He walk'd with ...
... toil And hands. Or in Valdarno , to descry new lands , Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe . His spear , to equal with the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills , to be the mast Of some great ammiral , were but a wand , He walk'd with ...
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With Biographical and Critical Prefaces John Aikin. What in an age they with incessant toil And hands innumerable scarce perform . Nigh on the plain , in many cells prepar'd , That underneath had veins of liquid fire Sluic'd from the ...
With Biographical and Critical Prefaces John Aikin. What in an age they with incessant toil And hands innumerable scarce perform . Nigh on the plain , in many cells prepar'd , That underneath had veins of liquid fire Sluic'd from the ...
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... toil'd , his riven arms to havoc hewn , And cloudy in aspéct thus answering spake . " Deliverer from new lords , leader to free Enjoyment of our right as gods ; yet hard For gods , and too unequal work we find , Against unequal arms to ...
... toil'd , his riven arms to havoc hewn , And cloudy in aspéct thus answering spake . " Deliverer from new lords , leader to free Enjoyment of our right as gods ; yet hard For gods , and too unequal work we find , Against unequal arms to ...
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... toil'st in vain , ) nor me in vain molest . " To whom the fiend , now swoln with rage , replied . " Then hear , O son of David , virgin - born , For son of God to me is yet in doubt ; Of the Messiah I had heard foretold By all the ...
... toil'st in vain , ) nor me in vain molest . " To whom the fiend , now swoln with rage , replied . " Then hear , O son of David , virgin - born , For son of God to me is yet in doubt ; Of the Messiah I had heard foretold By all the ...
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With Biographical and Critical Prefaces John Aikin. Of greedy insects , that with fruitless toil Flap filmy pennons oft , to extricate Their feet , in liquid shackles bound , till death Bereave them of their worthless souls : such doom ...
With Biographical and Critical Prefaces John Aikin. Of greedy insects , that with fruitless toil Flap filmy pennons oft , to extricate Their feet , in liquid shackles bound , till death Bereave them of their worthless souls : such doom ...
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Abra angels arms beauty behold beneath blest bliss breast breath bright call'd charms clouds courser crown'd dark death deep delight divine dread Earth Ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame glory grace Greece hand happy hast hath head heart Heaven Hell hills honour hope join'd king labour light live Lord lov'd Lubberkin lyre maid mighty mind mortal Muse Nature never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er once pain passion peace plain pleas'd poison'd praise pride race rage rais'd reign rise Rome round Satan seem'd shade shine sight sing smile soft song soon soul spirit Spleen stood stream sweet Sylphs taste tempest Thalestris Thebes thee thence Theseus thine things thou thought throne toil trembling turn'd Twas vex'd VIRG virtue voice wild winds wings wonder woods youth
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Side 238 - 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 18 - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till, With a sad leaden downward cast, Thou fix them on the earth as fast ; And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing ; And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure. But first, and chiefest, with thee bring, Him that yon...
Side 383 - Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease : Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk...
Side 18 - 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. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Side 362 - 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...
Side 58 - Rising or falling, still advance His praise. His praise, ye winds that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops, ye pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune His praise. Join voices, all ye living souls ; ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes His praise.
Side 141 - And sullen Moloch, fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue ; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue ; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis, and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste...
Side 456 - Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests bend, ye harvests wave, to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round ; On Nature write...
Side 20 - Hearse where Lycid lies. For so, to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise. Ay me! Whilst thee the shores and sounding Seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Side 348 - Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom Of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home ; Here thou, great ANNA ! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea. Hither the heroes and the nymphs resort, To taste awhile the pleasures of a court ; In various talk th...