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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... shades . In noble songs , and lofty odes , They tread on stars , and talk with Gods ; Still dancing in an airy round , Still pleased with their own verses ' sound ; Brought back , how fast soe'er they go , Always aspiring , always low ...
... shades . In noble songs , and lofty odes , They tread on stars , and talk with Gods ; Still dancing in an airy round , Still pleased with their own verses ' sound ; Brought back , how fast soe'er they go , Always aspiring , always low ...
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... what thy forests teach , - If a fluent vein be shown That's transcendent to our own , Criticise , reform or preach , Censuring what we cannot reach . THE TREE . Fair Tree ! for thy delightful shade LADY WINCHILSEA . 29.
... what thy forests teach , - If a fluent vein be shown That's transcendent to our own , Criticise , reform or preach , Censuring what we cannot reach . THE TREE . Fair Tree ! for thy delightful shade LADY WINCHILSEA . 29.
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... shade ' Tis just that some return be made ; Sure some return is due from me To thy cool shadows , and to thee . When thou to birds dost shelter give Thou music dost from them receive ; If travellers beneath thee stay Till storms have ...
... shade ' Tis just that some return be made ; Sure some return is due from me To thy cool shadows , and to thee . When thou to birds dost shelter give Thou music dost from them receive ; If travellers beneath thee stay Till storms have ...
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... shade we fear , Till torn - up forage in his teeth we hear ; When nibbling sheep at large pursue their food , And unmolested kine rechew the cud ; When curlews cry beneath the village - walls , And LADY WINCHILSEA . 31 A Nocturnal ...
... shade we fear , Till torn - up forage in his teeth we hear ; When nibbling sheep at large pursue their food , And unmolested kine rechew the cud ; When curlews cry beneath the village - walls , And LADY WINCHILSEA . 31 A Nocturnal ...
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... shades of expression to which most writers touching on delicate or dangerous subjects feel compelled to resort , he owes almost nothing to foreign influence . ' I am , ' he wrote , ' for every man's working on his own materials , and ...
... shades of expression to which most writers touching on delicate or dangerous subjects feel compelled to resort , he owes almost nothing to foreign influence . ' I am , ' he wrote , ' for every man's working on his own materials , and ...
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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...