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... ills that boy's flesh is heir to , may paint the solitude of his own little room , the warm precincts ' of a cheerful fire and a Windsor chair in no ungra- cious colours . Then , if haply curiosity , or xxii PREFACE .
... ills that boy's flesh is heir to , may paint the solitude of his own little room , the warm precincts ' of a cheerful fire and a Windsor chair in no ungra- cious colours . Then , if haply curiosity , or xxii PREFACE .
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... fire , Shewing danger more than ire . Bounteous as the clouds to earth , And as honest as his birth ; All his actions to be such , As to do no thing too much : Nor o'er praise , nor yet condemn , Nor out - value , nor contemn ; Nor do ...
... fire , Shewing danger more than ire . Bounteous as the clouds to earth , And as honest as his birth ; All his actions to be such , As to do no thing too much : Nor o'er praise , nor yet condemn , Nor out - value , nor contemn ; Nor do ...
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... fires ; As old time makes these decay , So his flames must waste away . But a smooth and steadfast mind , Gentle thoughts and calm desires , Hearts with equal love combined , Kindle never dying fires ; - Where these are not , I despise ...
... fires ; As old time makes these decay , So his flames must waste away . But a smooth and steadfast mind , Gentle thoughts and calm desires , Hearts with equal love combined , Kindle never dying fires ; - Where these are not , I despise ...
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... fire Hath scathed the forest oaks , or mountain pines , With singèd top their stately growth , though bare , Stands on the blasted heath . He now prepared To speak ; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing , and half ...
... fire Hath scathed the forest oaks , or mountain pines , With singèd top their stately growth , though bare , Stands on the blasted heath . He now prepared To speak ; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing , and half ...
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... fires soon burn out themselves ; Small showers last long , but sudden storms are short ; He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes ; With eager feeding food doth choke the feeder : Light vanity , insatiate cormorant , Consuming means ...
... fires soon burn out themselves ; Small showers last long , but sudden storms are short ; He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes ; With eager feeding food doth choke the feeder : Light vanity , insatiate cormorant , Consuming means ...
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Sida 158 - Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Sida 175 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: — Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Sida 156 - Hare that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those nigged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Sida 76 - A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw...
Sida 217 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Sida 110 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
Sida 41 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Sida 192 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's...
Sida 198 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the...
Sida 310 - Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brush-wood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England — now! And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows ! Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's...