Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Prefaces, Volume 3John Aikin Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme & Brown, 1821 - 807 pages |
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... hand To draw the rose ; and every rose she drew , She shook the stalk , and brush'd away the dew : Then party - colour'd flowers of white and red She wove , to make a garland for her head : This done , she sung and carol'd out so clear ...
... hand To draw the rose ; and every rose she drew , She shook the stalk , and brush'd away the dew : Then party - colour'd flowers of white and red She wove , to make a garland for her head : This done , she sung and carol'd out so clear ...
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... hands , And nothing but our death can break the bands . This binds thee , then , to further my design : As I am bound by vow to further thine : Nor canst , nor dar'st thou , traitor , on the plain Appeach my honour , or thine own ...
... hands , And nothing but our death can break the bands . This binds thee , then , to further my design : As I am bound by vow to further thine : Nor canst , nor dar'st thou , traitor , on the plain Appeach my honour , or thine own ...
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... hand in hand ; But when they met , they made a surly stand ; And glar'd like angry lions as they pass'd , And wish'd that every look might be their last . It chanc'd at length , Pirithous came t ' attend This worthy Theseus , his ...
... hand in hand ; But when they met , they made a surly stand ; And glar'd like angry lions as they pass'd , And wish'd that every look might be their last . It chanc'd at length , Pirithous came t ' attend This worthy Theseus , his ...
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... hand can ease my grief ; Nothing but death , the wretch's last relief : Then farewell youth , and all the joys that dwell , With youth and life , and life itself farewell . But why , alas ! do mortal men in vain Of Fortune , Fate , or ...
... hand can ease my grief ; Nothing but death , the wretch's last relief : Then farewell youth , and all the joys that dwell , With youth and life , and life itself farewell . But why , alas ! do mortal men in vain Of Fortune , Fate , or ...
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... hand he bore the sleep - compelling rod : Such as he seem'd , when , at his sire's command , On Argus ' head he laid the snaky wand . " Arise , " he said , " to conquering Athens go , There Fate appoints an end to all thy woe . " The ...
... hand he bore the sleep - compelling rod : Such as he seem'd , when , at his sire's command , On Argus ' head he laid the snaky wand . " Arise , " he said , " to conquering Athens go , There Fate appoints an end to all thy woe . " The ...
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Page 2 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Page 3 - Flush'd with a purple grace, He shows his honest face; Now give the hautboys breath: he comes! he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus...
Page 104 - Though harsh the precept, yet the preacher charm'd. For letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky; And oft, with holy hymns, he charm'd their ears: (A music more melodious than the spheres.) For David left him, when he went to rest, His lyre; and after him he sung the best.
Page 213 - My galligaskins, that have long withstood The winter's fury, and encroaching frosts, By time subdued (what will not time subdue !) An horrid chasm...
Page 6 - The princes applaud with a furious joy: And the King seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy; Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen fired another Troy...
Page 323 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel by divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Britannia...
Page 276 - Murmuring he lifts his eyes, and thinks it hard That generous actions meet a base reward. While thus they pass, the sun his glory shrouds, The changing skies hang out their sable clouds ; A sound in air presag'd approaching rain, And beasts to covert scud across the plain. Warn'd by the signs, the wandering pair retreat To seek for shelter at a neighboring seat.
Page 209 - Happy the man who, void of cares and strife, In silken or in leathern purse retains A Splendid Shilling: he nor hears with pain New oysters cried, nor sighs for cheerful ale; But with his friends, when nightly mists arise, To Juniper's Magpie or...
Page 169 - And listen'd for the queen of all the quire ; Fain would I hear her heavenly voice to sing, And wanted yet an omen to the spring. " Attending long in vain, I took the way, Which through a path, but scarcely printed, lay ; In narrow mazes oft it seem'd to meet, . And look'd as lightly ^press'd by fairy feet.
Page 274 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.