The Class Book of Poetry1852 - Всего страниц: 144 |
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... hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid ( Weak masters though you be ) I have bedimm'd The noon - tide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And ' twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war to the dread rattling thunder ...
... hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid ( Weak masters though you be ) I have bedimm'd The noon - tide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And ' twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war to the dread rattling thunder ...
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... hear'st thou rather , pure ethereal stream , Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun , Before the heav'ns thou wert ; and at the voice Of God , as with a mantle , didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep , Won from ...
... hear'st thou rather , pure ethereal stream , Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun , Before the heav'ns thou wert ; and at the voice Of God , as with a mantle , didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep , Won from ...
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... hear the lark begin his flight , And singing startle the dull Night , From his watch - tower in the skies , Till the dappled Dawn doth rise ; Then to come in spite of Sorrow , Belonging to Styx , a river supposed to have been in the ...
... hear the lark begin his flight , And singing startle the dull Night , From his watch - tower in the skies , Till the dappled Dawn doth rise ; Then to come in spite of Sorrow , Belonging to Styx , a river supposed to have been in the ...
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... hear Such strains as would have won the ear Of Pluto , to have quite set free His half - regain'd Eurydice . These delights if thou canst give , Mirth , with thee I mean to live . El Penseroso.1 HENCE , vain deluding Joys , The brood of ...
... hear Such strains as would have won the ear Of Pluto , to have quite set free His half - regain'd Eurydice . These delights if thou canst give , Mirth , with thee I mean to live . El Penseroso.1 HENCE , vain deluding Joys , The brood of ...
Стр. 45
... hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing ; And add to these retired Leisure , That in trim gardens takes his pleasure . But first , and chiefest , with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing , Guiding the fiery ...
... hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing ; And add to these retired Leisure , That in trim gardens takes his pleasure . But first , and chiefest , with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing , Guiding the fiery ...
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BATTLE OF BANNOCKBURN behold beneath birds bless bliss Born A.D. breast breath bright Charles Murray cheerful Chevy Chace clouds dark death deep delight died A.D. doth dread dream e'en earth ENGLISH PEASANT Erle Douglas Erle Percy ETON COLLEGE Eurydice fair father fear fire flood grave green grove hand happy hath head heard heart heaven hill honour king L'ALLEGRO labour LAODAMIA learn'd light live look lyre MELROSE ABBEY mind morn mortal mountains nature Nature's night numbers nymph o'er pain pass'd peace pleasures pomp pride Protesilaus proud rage rise roar round Scottland shade shew shore sight skies slaine sleep smiling soft song soul sound spirit spring storm stormy tempests blow streams sweet Thamyris thee Thessaly thine thou thought Tiresias trembling twine vale virtue voice wanton wave wild wind wings woods
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Стр. 12 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text...
Стр. 47 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their ha'llow'd haunt.
Стр. 138 - BREATHES there the man with soul so dead Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well...
Стр. 96 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Стр. 31 - Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
Стр. 16 - Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Стр. 82 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Стр. 44 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony: That Orpheus...
Стр. 95 - The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove, These were thy charms, sweet village; sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — But all these charms are fled.
Стр. 143 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.