The British poets, including translations, Tom 311822 |
Z wnętrza książki
Wyniki 1 - 5 z 67
Strona 18
... hand Can spread diseases through the joyful land ; Alike all powerful to relieve the pain , And bid the groaning nations smile again ; When Schaw , our pride , you see , confess you In him what art can do with labour join'd ; No more ...
... hand Can spread diseases through the joyful land ; Alike all powerful to relieve the pain , And bid the groaning nations smile again ; When Schaw , our pride , you see , confess you In him what art can do with labour join'd ; No more ...
Strona 19
... hands , And rigid Justice reads the fatal word , Poises the balance first , then draws the sword . This conspiracy is commonly called The Assassination- plot . ' Britain her safety to your guidance owns , That she 19.
... hands , And rigid Justice reads the fatal word , Poises the balance first , then draws the sword . This conspiracy is commonly called The Assassination- plot . ' Britain her safety to your guidance owns , That she 19.
Strona 20
... hand ; Save thou the King , as he has saved the land . We angels ' forms in pious monarchs view ; We reverence William , for he acts like you ; Like you , commission'd to chastise and bless , He must avenge the world , and give it peace ...
... hand ; Save thou the King , as he has saved the land . We angels ' forms in pious monarchs view ; We reverence William , for he acts like you ; Like you , commission'd to chastise and bless , He must avenge the world , and give it peace ...
Strona 24
... hand , had waked the stone , And from destruction call'd the rising town ; Malice to music had been forced to yield , Nor could he burn so fast as thou could'st build . TO THE COUNTESS OF DORSET . WRITTEN IN HER MILTON 24 EPISTLES .
... hand , had waked the stone , And from destruction call'd the rising town ; Malice to music had been forced to yield , Nor could he burn so fast as thou could'st build . TO THE COUNTESS OF DORSET . WRITTEN IN HER MILTON 24 EPISTLES .
Strona 30
... hand , Stop ready death , and save a sinking land . : O ! save us still ; still bless us with thy stay : O ! want thy Heaven till we have learn'd the way Refuse to leave thy destined charge too soon , And for the Church's good , defer ...
... hand , Stop ready death , and save a sinking land . : O ! save us still ; still bless us with thy stay : O ! want thy Heaven till we have learn'd the way Refuse to leave thy destined charge too soon , And for the Church's good , defer ...
Inne wydania - Wyświetl wszystko
Kluczowe wyrazy i wyrażenia
Alma ANACREON Apollo arms banishyd beauteous beauty Belgia BISHOP ATTERBURY bless bless'd breast breath Britain CALLIMACHUS charms Charon Chloe command confess'd cries cruel Cupid Dæmon dame Danube dart dear death delight Dick dread dress'd e'er earth Emma Emma's EPIGRAM eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame glorious glory goddess Gowran grace gracious grief hand happy hast head heart Heaven heavenly hero HINCHINBROKE honour Jove king labour live Lord Lucretius maid mankynde MARCHIONESS OF CARMARTHEN Matthew Prior mighty mind Muse mynde ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er pain passion peace Phoebus plain pleasure poet praise pride Queen quoth rage Richard Shelton rise rove sacred sighs smiling soft song tell thee things thou thought truth Venus verse vex'd virtue vows weep whilst William's wode wyll youth
Popularne fragmenty
Strona 154 - Poor little, pretty, fluttering thing, Must we no longer live together ? And dost thou prune thy trembling wing; To take thy flight thou know'st not whither ? Thy humorous vein, thy pleasing folly Lies all neglected, all forgot : And pensive, wavering, melancholy, Thou dread'st and hop'st thou know'st not what.
Strona 167 - Mov'd in the orb, pleas'd with the chimes, The foolish creature thinks he climbs : But here or there, turn wood or wire, He never gets two inches higher. So fares it with those merry blades, That frisk it under Pindus
Strona 167 - SIMILE. Dear Thomas, did'st thou never pop Thy head into a tin-man's shop? There, Thomas, did'st thou never see ('Tis but by way of Simile !) A squirrel spend his little rage, In jumping round a rolling cage ? The cage, as either side...
Strona 152 - Charity's more ample sway, Nor bound by time, nor subject to decay, In happy triumph shall for ever live, [ceive. And endless good diffuse, and endless praise reAs through the artist's intervening glass Our eye observes the distant planets pass, A little we discover, but allow That more remains unseen than art can show ; So whilst our mind its knowledge would improve, (Its feeble eye intent on things above) High as we may we lift our reason up, By Faith directed, and confirm'd by Hope ; Yet are we...
Strona 264 - Produce my actions to severest light, And tax my open day, or secret night. Did e'er my tongue speak my unguarded heart The least inclin'd to play the wanton's part? Did e'er my eye one inward thought reveal, Which angels might not hear, and virgins tell?
Strona 177 - He strove to make interest and freedom agree ; In public employments industrious and grave, And alone with his friends, Lord ! how merry was he. Now in equipage stately, now humbly on foot, Both fortunes he tried, but to neither would trust ; And whirl'd in the round as the wheel turn'd about, He found riches had wings, and knew man was but dust.
Strona 107 - Prithee quit this Caprice; and (as Old Falstaff says) Let Us e'en talk a little like Folks of This World. How can'st Thou presume, Thou hast leave to destroy The Beauties, which VENUS but lent to Thy keeping? Those Looks were design'd to inspire Love and Joy: More ordinary Eyes may serve People for weeping.
Strona 223 - Observe the various operations Of food and drink in several nations. . Was ever Tartar fierce or cruel Upon the strength of watergruel ? But who shall stand his rage and force, If first he rides, then eats his horse ? Salads, and eggs, and lighter fare, Tune the Italian spark's guitar : And, if I take Dan Congreve right, Pudding and beef make Britons
Strona 174 - They seem'd just tallied for each other. Their moral and economy Most perfectly they made agree : Each virtue kept its proper bound, Nor trespass'd on the other's ground.
Strona 148 - LOVER's ANGER. AS CLOE came into the Room t'other Day, £\_ I peevish began ; Where so long cou'd You stay ? In your Life-time You never regarded your Hour : You promis'd at Two ; and (pray look Child) 'tis Four. A Lady's Watch needs neither Figures nor Wheels : 'Tis enough, that 'tis loaded with Baubles and Seals. A Temper so heedless no Mortal can bear Thus far I went on with a resolute Air. Lord bless Me...