The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction by Matthew Arnold, Volym 3Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1913 |
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... heads the frozen Pleiads shine : ' Tis Liberty that crowns Britannia's isle And makes her barren rocks and her bleak mountains smile . Others with tow'ring piles may please the sight And in their proud aspiring domes delight : A nicer ...
... heads the frozen Pleiads shine : ' Tis Liberty that crowns Britannia's isle And makes her barren rocks and her bleak mountains smile . Others with tow'ring piles may please the sight And in their proud aspiring domes delight : A nicer ...
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... head and the sincerest heart . ' The qualities which Pope attributes to the person of Walsh are found in his writings , which have certainly been unduly neglected . The Propertius of the Restoration , he alone among the writers of his ...
... head and the sincerest heart . ' The qualities which Pope attributes to the person of Walsh are found in his writings , which have certainly been unduly neglected . The Propertius of the Restoration , he alone among the writers of his ...
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... heads ; The waves so gently wash each rising hill , The land seems floating , and the ocean still . Eternal spring with smiling verdure here Warms the mild air , and crowns the youthful year . From crystal rocks transparent rivulets ...
... heads ; The waves so gently wash each rising hill , The land seems floating , and the ocean still . Eternal spring with smiling verdure here Warms the mild air , and crowns the youthful year . From crystal rocks transparent rivulets ...
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... 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 turned up , Striking a ring of bells a ...
... 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 turned up , Striking a ring of bells a ...
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... Head . Our admiration you command For all that's gone before , What next we look for at your hand Can only raise it more . Yet soothe the ladies , I advise , - As me , too , pride has wrought , — We're born to wit , but to be wise By ...
... Head . Our admiration you command For all that's gone before , What next we look for at your hand Can only raise it more . Yet soothe the ladies , I advise , - As me , too , pride has wrought , — We're born to wit , but to be wise By ...
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Sida 287 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY.
Sida 377 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Sida 532 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
Sida 378 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Sida 373 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Sida 381 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds, too late, that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is— to die.
Sida 290 - And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity, at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unaltered mien, While each strained ball of sight seemed bursting from his head.
Sida 378 - Where many a time he triumphed, is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where gray-beard mirth and smiling toil retired, Where village statesmen talked with looks profound, And news much older than their ale went round.
Sida 534 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care, And " Let us worship God !
Sida 524 - A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro...