The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Tom 10Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
Z wnętrza książki
Wyniki 1 - 5 z 100
Strona 19
... hour Disturbs my rest ? " - It sobb'd and cry'd , And thus in mournful tone reply'd : " A poor unhappy child am I , That's come to beg your charity ; Pray let me in ! -You need not fear ; I mean no harm , I vow and swear ; But , wet and ...
... hour Disturbs my rest ? " - It sobb'd and cry'd , And thus in mournful tone reply'd : " A poor unhappy child am I , That's come to beg your charity ; Pray let me in ! -You need not fear ; I mean no harm , I vow and swear ; But , wet and ...
Strona 26
... hour by hands unblest , Opening the dark abodes , There issued forth a direful train of woes , That give mankind no rest ; For gold , devoted to th ' infernal gods , No native human uses knows . " Where'er great Jove did place The ...
... hour by hands unblest , Opening the dark abodes , There issued forth a direful train of woes , That give mankind no rest ; For gold , devoted to th ' infernal gods , No native human uses knows . " Where'er great Jove did place The ...
Strona 37
... hour of Fate , When Music must again its charms employ ; The trumpet's sound Shall call the numerous nations under ... hours , And opens a new world of flowers . Gay Pleasure here all dresses wears , And in a thousand shapes appears ...
... hour of Fate , When Music must again its charms employ ; The trumpet's sound Shall call the numerous nations under ... hours , And opens a new world of flowers . Gay Pleasure here all dresses wears , And in a thousand shapes appears ...
Strona 47
... hour , Is like the clown , who at some river's side Expecting stands , in hopes the running tide Will all ere long be past - Fool ! not to know It still has flow'd the same , and will for ever flow . ON A COLLAR PRESENTED FOR HAPPY GILL ...
... hour , Is like the clown , who at some river's side Expecting stands , in hopes the running tide Will all ere long be past - Fool ! not to know It still has flow'd the same , and will for ever flow . ON A COLLAR PRESENTED FOR HAPPY GILL ...
Strona 54
... hour employ , Nor , for the future , lose the present joy , " AN IMAGE OF PLEASURE , IN IMITATION OF AN ODE IN ... hours in balmy slumbers on the carpet ground . But see what sudden gloom obscures the air ! What falling showers ...
... hour employ , Nor , for the future , lose the present joy , " AN IMAGE OF PLEASURE , IN IMITATION OF AN ODE IN ... hours in balmy slumbers on the carpet ground . But see what sudden gloom obscures the air ! What falling showers ...
Spis treści
79 | |
83 | |
89 | |
105 | |
120 | |
127 | |
146 | |
178 | |
184 | |
189 | |
205 | |
228 | |
337 | |
391 | |
414 | |
422 | |
435 | |
443 | |
449 | |
453 | |
465 | |
467 | |
474 | |
491 | |
Inne wydania - Wyświetl wszystko
Kluczowe wyrazy i wyrażenia
Apollo arms atheists beauteous beauty Behold Belgia bless blest breast bright Cæsar CANTATA charms Columbo confest crown'd Cupid darts dear death delight divine e'er Earth Epicurus ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame flow goddess gods grace grief grove hand happy hast hear heart Heaven hero honour Jove kind king labour light live lord Lucretius lyre maid MATTHEW PRIOR mighty mind mourn Muse Namur Nature's ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er pain passion peace Peneus Pindar plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet Pothinus praise pride queen rage rais'd reign rise Rome sacred shade shine sighs sing skies smile soft song soul swain sweet tears tell thee things thou thought toil twas Venus verse vex'd Virg virtue weep Whilst winds wise wretched wyll youth
Popularne fragmenty
Strona 428 - He began on it ; and when first he mentioned it to Swift, the doctor did not much like the project. As he carried it on, he showed what he wrote to both of us ; and we now and then gave a correction or a word or two of advice, but it was wholly of his own writing.
Strona 211 - I gathered me also silver and gold, and the peculiar treasure of kings and of the provinces: I gat me men singers and women singers, and the delights of the sons of men, as musical instruments, and that of all sorts.
Strona 205 - And I gave my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly: I perceived that this also is vexation of spirit. For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.
Strona 440 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Strona 113 - We are seldom tiresome to ourselves ; and the act of composition fills and delights the mind with change of language and succession of images ; every couplet when produced is new, and novelty is the great source of pleasure. Perhaps no man ever thought a line superfluous when he first wrote it, or contracted his work till his ebullitions of invention had subsided.
Strona 145 - Athens Pisistratus rode ; Men thought her Minerva, and him a new god. But why should I stories of Athens rehearse, Where people knew love, and were partial to verse ; Since none can with justice my pleasures oppose, In Holland half...
Strona 150 - Ah me ! the blooming pride of May And that of Beauty are but one : At morn both flourish, bright and gay, Both fade at evening, pale and gone.
Strona 456 - Let others in the jolting coach confide, Or in the leaky boat the Thames divide; Or, box'd within the chair, contemn the street, And trust their safety to another's feet, Still let me walk; for oft the sudden gale Ruffles the tide, and shifts the dang'rous sail.
Strona 427 - will make " you sure of a clean shirt and a shoulder of mutton " every day." This counsel was rejected : the profit and principal were lost ; and Gay sunk under the calamity so low, that his life became in danger.
Strona 261 - And shoot a chilness to my .trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.