Third period - From Dryden to CowperJames Nichol, 1860 |
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... turns of love's soft passion knew ; He that with judgment reads his charming lines , In which strong art with stronger nature joins , Must grant his fancy does the best excel ; His thoughts so tender , and expressed so well ; With all ...
... turns of love's soft passion knew ; He that with judgment reads his charming lines , In which strong art with stronger nature joins , Must grant his fancy does the best excel ; His thoughts so tender , and expressed so well ; With all ...
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... turn ? Amazed , Confounded , to the dark recess I fly vie Of wood - hole ; straight my bristling hairs erect Through sudden fear ; a chilly sweat bedews My shuddering limbs , and , wonderful to tell ! My tongue forgets her faculty of ...
... turn ? Amazed , Confounded , to the dark recess I fly vie Of wood - hole ; straight my bristling hairs erect Through sudden fear ; a chilly sweat bedews My shuddering limbs , and , wonderful to tell ! My tongue forgets her faculty of ...
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... turn despair , My passion no more tender ; I'll leave the Bush aboon Traquair- To lonely wilds I'll wander . THOMAS TICKELL . TICKELL is now chiefly remembered from his connexion with Addison . He was born in 1686 , at Bridekirk , near ...
... turn despair , My passion no more tender ; I'll leave the Bush aboon Traquair- To lonely wilds I'll wander . THOMAS TICKELL . TICKELL is now chiefly remembered from his connexion with Addison . He was born in 1686 , at Bridekirk , near ...
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... turn from ill a frail and feeble heart ; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before , Till bliss shall join , nor death can part us more . That awful form , which , so the heavens decree , Must still be loved and still deplored by me ...
... turn from ill a frail and feeble heart ; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before , Till bliss shall join , nor death can part us more . That awful form , which , so the heavens decree , Must still be loved and still deplored by me ...
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... turn . The groaning - chair began to crawl , Like a huge snail , along the wall ; There stuck aloft in public view , And with small change a pulpit grew . The porringers , that in a row Hung high , and made a glittering show , To a less ...
... turn . The groaning - chair began to crawl , Like a huge snail , along the wall ; There stuck aloft in public view , And with small change a pulpit grew . The porringers , that in a row Hung high , and made a glittering show , To a less ...
Términos y frases comunes
Allan Ramsay arms bard beauty became beneath birks bless blest bloom bonny bonny bride born Braes of Yarrow breast breath busk Busk ye Canynge charms cheerful CHRISTOPHER SMART Crieff Cuckoo Cumnor DAVID MALLETT dear death delight died divine Dr Johnson e'er elevated song eyes fair fame father fear flame flowers frae genius gentle grace green grove hear heart heaven hills Invermay Jenny king live Lochaber Lord maid Mallett married maun mild ale mind Monody mournful Muse nature's ne'er never night o'er peace Peggy poem poet poetical poetry poor Pope praise rose round shade sigh sing smile song Song to David soon sorrow soul Splendid Shilling spring sweet Swift tears tell thee thine thou thought Tis green Twas verse virtue voice waves weep wife wind wing wrote youth
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Página 146 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Página 201 - Not one immoral, one corrupted thought, One line, which dying he could wish to blot.
Página 145 - WEEP ye not for the dead, neither bemoan him: But weep sore for him that goeth away : For he shall return no more, Nor see his native country.
Página 305 - E'en from the grave thou shalt have power to charm. Bid them be chaste, be innocent, like thee; Bid them in duty's sphere as meekly move; And if so fair, from vanity as free, As firm in friendship, and as fond in love, — Tell them...
Página 129 - My master carries me to church, And often am I blamed Because I leave him in the lurch As soon as text is named ; I leave the church in sermon-time And slink away to Sally ; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Página 305 - Take, holy earth ! all that my soul holds dear: Take that best gift which Heaven so lately gave : To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form : she bow'd to taste the wave, And died.
Página 97 - Soft and easy is thy cradle: Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay, When His birthplace was a stable And His softest bed was hay.
Página 74 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall, (I wish I knew what king to call.; Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Página 169 - Strong is the lion — like a coal His eyeball — like a bastion's mole His chest against the foes: Strong the gier-eagle on his sail, Strong against tide the enormous whale Emerges as he goes.
Página 73 - Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love my death lament. Poor Pope will grieve a month, and Gay A week, and Arbuthnot a day. St John himself will scarce forbear To bite his pen, and drop a tear. The rest will give a shrug, and cry, ' I 'm sorry — but we all must die!