English Poems: The restoration and the eighteenth century (1660-1800)Walter Cochrane Bronson University of Chicago Press, 1908 |
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... arms then let me fly , 5 That my fantastic mind may prove The torments it deserves to try , When , wearied with a world of woe , That tears my fixed heart from my love . To thy safe bosom I retire , 10 Where love , and peace , and truth ...
... arms then let me fly , 5 That my fantastic mind may prove The torments it deserves to try , When , wearied with a world of woe , That tears my fixed heart from my love . To thy safe bosom I retire , 10 Where love , and peace , and truth ...
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... arm to shake the tree . Now , manifest of crimes contrived long since , He stood at bold defiance with his Prince , Held up the buckler of the people's cause Against the crown , and skulked behind the laws . The wished occasion of the ...
... arm to shake the tree . Now , manifest of crimes contrived long since , He stood at bold defiance with his Prince , Held up the buckler of the people's cause Against the crown , and skulked behind the laws . The wished occasion of the ...
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... arms may have a fair pretence , Proclaim you take them in the King's defence , Whose sacred life each minute would expose To plots from seeming friends and secret foes . And who can sound the depth of David's soul ? Perhaps his fear his ...
... arms may have a fair pretence , Proclaim you take them in the King's defence , Whose sacred life each minute would expose To plots from seeming friends and secret foes . And who can sound the depth of David's soul ? Perhaps his fear his ...
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... arms and dint of wit : Theirs was the giant race before the Flood ; And thus , when Charles returned , our empire stood . Like Janus , he the stubborn soil manured , With rules of husbandry the rankness cured ; Tamed us to manners ...
... arms and dint of wit : Theirs was the giant race before the Flood ; And thus , when Charles returned , our empire stood . Like Janus , he the stubborn soil manured , With rules of husbandry the rankness cured ; Tamed us to manners ...
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... arms be crowned ) ; The lovely Thais , by his side , Sate like a blooming Eastern bride , ΙΟ In flow'r of youth and beauty's pride . Happy , happy , happy pair ! None but the brave , None but the brave , None but the brave deserves the ...
... arms be crowned ) ; The lovely Thais , by his side , Sate like a blooming Eastern bride , ΙΟ In flow'r of youth and beauty's pride . Happy , happy , happy pair ! None but the brave , None but the brave , None but the brave deserves the ...
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English Poems: The Restoration and the eighteenth century (1660-1800) Walter Cochrane Bronson Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1908 |
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Absalom and Achitophel Æneid auld auld lang syne bard beauty beneath blest breast breath charms clouds COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA crown dear death dread Dryden Dunciad e'er earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fire fool frae gentle grace green Grongar Hill hand happy head hear heart Heav'n Highland laddie king live look Lord Lubberkin lyre Mac Flecknoe maid maun mind Muse Nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er Odin once pain passion plain play pleasure poem poet poetry poor Pope pow'r praise pray'r pride queen rage rise round scene shade shining sighs sing skies sleep smile soft song soul sound spring sweet sylphs tears Thalestris thee thine thou thought toil trembling vale verse wander wave weep wild wind wings wyllowe youth ΙΟ
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Sida 241 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
Sida 283 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth, accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Sida 241 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Sida 357 - Then kneeling down to heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing...
Sida 239 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Sida 358 - O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And...
Sida 287 - For even though vanquished he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound. Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Sida 381 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Sida 138 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent : Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Sida 325 - May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wished...