British Anthologies, Volumul 8Edward Arber Henry Frowde, 1899 |
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Pagina 48
... desire , This longing after Immortality ! Or whence this secret dread and inward horror Of falling into nought ! Why shrinks the Soul Back on herself ; and startles at destruction ? ' Tis the divinity that stirs within us ! ' Tis Heaven ...
... desire , This longing after Immortality ! Or whence this secret dread and inward horror Of falling into nought ! Why shrinks the Soul Back on herself ; and startles at destruction ? ' Tis the divinity that stirs within us ! ' Tis Heaven ...
Pagina 61
... : A sound substantial fruit that can endure The sharpest frost , and yet continue pure . And that ye may this fruit the more admire , Take notice , that I call it Chaste Desire ! WHY , lovely Charmer ! tell me , Why So 61 Thomas Ellwood .
... : A sound substantial fruit that can endure The sharpest frost , and yet continue pure . And that ye may this fruit the more admire , Take notice , that I call it Chaste Desire ! WHY , lovely Charmer ! tell me , Why So 61 Thomas Ellwood .
Pagina 78
... desire to see , But her who leaves the plain for me ? To whom should I compose the Lay , But her who listens when I play ? To whom , in Song repeat my cares , But her who in my sorrow shares ? For whom should I the garland make , But ...
... desire to see , But her who leaves the plain for me ? To whom should I compose the Lay , But her who listens when I play ? To whom , in Song repeat my cares , But her who in my sorrow shares ? For whom should I the garland make , But ...
Pagina 80
... desire That I should sing ! that I should play ! My lyre I tune , my voice I raise ; But with my Numbers mix my sighs ! And whilst I sing EUPHELIA's praise ; I fix my soul on CLOE's eyes ! Fair CLOE blushed ! EUPHELIA frowned ! I sung ...
... desire That I should sing ! that I should play ! My lyre I tune , my voice I raise ; But with my Numbers mix my sighs ! And whilst I sing EUPHELIA's praise ; I fix my soul on CLOE's eyes ! Fair CLOE blushed ! EUPHELIA frowned ! I sung ...
Pagina 85
... desire , Obtained the chariot for the day ; And set the World on fire ! READING ends in melancholy ! Wine breeds vices and diseases ! Wealth's but a care , and Love but folly ; Only Friendship truly pleases ! My wealth , my books , my ...
... desire , Obtained the chariot for the day ; And set the World on fire ! READING ends in melancholy ! Wine breeds vices and diseases ! Wealth's but a care , and Love but folly ; Only Friendship truly pleases ! My wealth , my books , my ...
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ALEXANDER POPE ANON APOLLO arms Beau Beauty Beggar's Opera BELINDA bless bonny bosom breast bright BROOM OF COWDENKNOWS cellany charms CHLOE CLOE COLIN COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK Countess of WINCHILSEA cried Crown 8vo CUPID DAMON dart dear DELIA delight Derry despair DODSLEY'S Collection e'er Edited EDWARD ARBER ev'ry Extra fcap eyes fair fate fear flame flowers gentle give grace happy hear heart Heaven JOSEPH ADDISON King kiss Lady live look Lord Lord LANSDOWNE Lord LYTTELTON Lover LYTTELTON Maid mind Miscellany Muse Musical ne'er never night Numbers Nymph o'er Oxford India Paper pain play pleasure Poetical POPE ANTHOLOGY pride real Passion Shepherd shine sighs sing smile soft Song soul STREPHON Swain sweet MOLLY Sylphs tears tell tender THALESTRIS thee thou thought thrice trembling trifle Twas VENUS Verse vows W. W. SKEAT wind Youth
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Pagina 263 - When Britain first, at Heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main ; This was the charter of the land, And guardian angels sung this strain : " Rule, Britannia, rule the waves; Britons never will be slaves!
Pagina 35 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Pagina 21 - And hence th' egregious wizard shall foredoom The fate of Louis, and the fall of Rome. Then cease, bright nymph ! to mourn thy ravished hair, Which adds new glory to the shining sphere! Not all the tresses that fair head can boast, Shall draw such envy as the Lock you lost. For after all the murders of your eye, When, after millions slain, yourself shall die; When those fair suns shall set, as set they must, And all those tresses shall be laid in dust, This lock the Muse shall consecrate to fame,...
Pagina 18 - Heroes' and heroines' shouts confusedly rise, And bass and treble voices strike the skies. No common weapons in their hands are found, Like gods they fight, nor dread a mortal wound. So when bold Homer makes the gods engage, And...
Pagina 14 - Clipp'd from the lovely head where late it grew) That, while my nostrils draw the vital air, This hand, which won it, shall for ever wear.
Pagina 258 - King! Long live our noble King! God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us! God save the King!
Pagina 148 - Twas when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring All on a rock reclined. Wide o'er the foaming billows She cast a wistful look; Her head was crown'd with willows That trembled o'er the brook. " ' Twelve months are gone and over, And nine long tedious days; Why didst thou, venturous lover — Why didst thou trust the seas ? Cease, cease, thou cruel Ocean, And let my lover rest; Ah!