The Poetical Works of Mark AkensideJ. Nichol, 1863 - 300 sayfa |
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Akenside Amalthea Amid ancient arms arts Athens awful bard Beauty behold bends bless'd bloom bosom breast breath brow CHARLES TOWNSHEND charms cheerful Cimon delight divine doth dread dwell e'er earth eternal fair faithful fame Fancy fate fix'd flame flowers forms frame freedom genius gloom glory groves hand haply harmonious hath haunt heart heaven Hesiod honour'd honours hope hour hovering fly human imagination immortal labours laws Lycurgus lyre maid MARK AKENSIDE Megacles merchant's hopes mind mortal Muse Muse's Naiads Nature Nature's nobler Nymphs o'er passions patriot Pindar Pisistratus Plato pleasing pleasure poet poetry pomp praise radiant rage reign ridicule rill round sacred scene scorn shade shame shine Sire smiles smiling band song sons soul springs strain streams sublime sway sweet taught tender Tethys thee things thou thought throne toil tongue Truth virtue Virtue's voice whate'er Whence wisdom youth
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Sayfa 64 - The powers of man; we feel within ourselves His energy divine; he tells the heart, He meant, he made us to behold and love What he beholds and loves, the general orb Of life and being; to be great like him, Beneficent and active.
Sayfa 61 - Hence when lightning fires The arch of Heaven, and thunders rock the ground. When furious whirlwinds rend the howling air. And Ocean, groaning from his lowest bed, Heaves his tempestuous billows to the sky ; Amid the mighty uproar, while below The nations tremble, SHAKSPEARE looks abroad From some high cliff, superior, and enjoys The elemental war.
Sayfa 63 - ... and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds; for him the hand Of autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends, but whence his bosom can partake Fresh pleasure, unreproved; nor thence...
Sayfa 63 - Refine at length, and every passion wears A chaster, milder, more attractive mien. But if to ampler prospects, if to gaze On nature's form, where, negligent of all These lesser graces, she assumes the port Of that eternal majesty that...
Sayfa 259 - Go, call thy sons : instruct them what a debt They owe their ancestors ; and make them swear To pay it, by transmitting down entire Those sacred rights to which themselves were born.
Sayfa 14 - Thus was Beauty sent from heaven, The lovely ministress of truth and good In this dark world : for truth and good are one, And Beauty dwells in them, and they in her, With like participation.
Sayfa 9 - Who that, from alpine heights, his labouring eye Shoots round the wide horizon, to survey Nilus or Ganges rolling his bright wave Through mountains, plains, through empires black with shade, And continents of sand, will turn his gaze To mark the windings of a scanty rill That murmurs at his feet ? The high-born soul Disdains to rest her heaven-aspiring wing Beneath its native quarry.
Sayfa xxii - Mind, mind alone, (bear witness, earth and heaven!) The living fountains in itself contains Of beauteous and sublime: here hand in hand, Sit paramount the Graces; here enthroned, Celestial Venus, with divinest airs, Invites the soul to never-fading joy.
Sayfa 111 - Wheeling unshaken through the void immense ; And speak, O man ! does this capacious scene With half that kindling majesty dilate Thy strong conception, as when Brutus rose Refulgent from the stroke of Caesar's fate, Amid the crowd of patriots ; and his arm Aloft extending, like eternal Jove When guilt brings down the thunder, call'd aloud On Tully's name, and shook his crimson steel, And bade the father of his country hail ? For lo ! the tyrant prostrate on the dust, And Rome again is free...
Sayfa 62 - What though not all Of mortal offspring can attain the heights Of envied life; though only few possess Patrician treasures or imperial state; Yet Nature's care, to all her children...