Readings on PoetryR. Hunter, (successor to J. Johnson,) ... and Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1816 - 212 sayfa |
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Sayfa xvi
... - judice and cowardice which usually prevent the further efforts of invention . When things come to this state , either with poets or with artists , there is little chance of present excellence , and all hope for xvi PREFACE .
... - judice and cowardice which usually prevent the further efforts of invention . When things come to this state , either with poets or with artists , there is little chance of present excellence , and all hope for xvi PREFACE .
Sayfa 10
... usually bound to their masters for seven years , some- times only for five , during which time the master is required to feed and clothe the boy , and to teach him his trade the boy and the master are mutually bound in writing to per ...
... usually bound to their masters for seven years , some- times only for five , during which time the master is required to feed and clothe the boy , and to teach him his trade the boy and the master are mutually bound in writing to per ...
Sayfa 70
... - the epithet oily is also proper as it is connected with the idea of laying co- lours , which are mentioned in the next line - colours are usually mixed with oil . A wit to scandal exquisitely prone . Prone , means 70 HESIOD .
... - the epithet oily is also proper as it is connected with the idea of laying co- lours , which are mentioned in the next line - colours are usually mixed with oil . A wit to scandal exquisitely prone . Prone , means 70 HESIOD .
Sayfa 117
... usually as cends . Bear on your wings , & c . - Carry your song of praise as high as your soaring wings can bear you . " Ye that in waters glide , and ye that walk The earth , or stately tread , or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent ...
... usually as cends . Bear on your wings , & c . - Carry your song of praise as high as your soaring wings can bear you . " Ye that in waters glide , and ye that walk The earth , or stately tread , or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent ...
Sayfa 133
... com- pared with common instruments of punishment , tort'ring hour , hours of torture which afflict even the good , but which not only afflict but frighten N the bad , who fear the vengeance that usually follows HYMN TO ADVERSITY . 133.
... com- pared with common instruments of punishment , tort'ring hour , hours of torture which afflict even the good , but which not only afflict but frighten N the bad , who fear the vengeance that usually follows HYMN TO ADVERSITY . 133.
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Sayfa 29 - Shame that skulks behind; Or pining Love shall waste their youth, Or Jealousy with rankling tooth That inly gnaws the secret heart, And Envy wan, and faded Care, Grim-visaged comfortless Despair, And Sorrow's piercing dart. Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high To bitter Scorn a sacrifice And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try And hard Unkindness...
Sayfa 121 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Sayfa 24 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Sayfa 117 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet.
Sayfa 27 - Alas! regardless of their doom The little victims play; No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day: Yet see how all around 'em wait The ministers of human fate And black Misfortune's baleful train!
Sayfa 113 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices all ye living Souls: Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise.
Sayfa 32 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage ; Lo ! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age.
Sayfa 103 - And ye five other wandering fires that move In mystic dance not without song, resound His praise, who out of darkness called up light. Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix And nourish all things, let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Sayfa 152 - On a rock, whose haughty brow, Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Streamed, like a meteor, to the troubled air) And with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Sayfa 186 - He spoke, and headlong from the mountain's height Deep in the roaring tide he plunged to endless night.