The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumul 12J. Johnson, 1810 - 640 pagini |
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... earth in ano . ther . Those faults occur but seldom ; and he had such power of words and num bers as fitted him for translation ; but , in his original works , recollection seems to have been his business more than invention , His ...
... earth in ano . ther . Those faults occur but seldom ; and he had such power of words and num bers as fitted him for translation ; but , in his original works , recollection seems to have been his business more than invention , His ...
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... Earth restore The beauteous herb , and blooming flower , And give her all the charms she lost By wintery storms , and hoary frost ! And yet how well did she sustain , And greatly triumph o'er her pain ! So flowers , when blasting winds ...
... Earth restore The beauteous herb , and blooming flower , And give her all the charms she lost By wintery storms , and hoary frost ! And yet how well did she sustain , And greatly triumph o'er her pain ! So flowers , when blasting winds ...
Pagina 16
... earth he bows , A walking hospital of woes . Oh ! Happiness , thou empty name ! Say , art thou bought by gold or Fame ? What art thou , Gold , but shining earth ? Thou , common Fame , but common breath ? If Virtue contradict the voice ...
... earth he bows , A walking hospital of woes . Oh ! Happiness , thou empty name ! Say , art thou bought by gold or Fame ? What art thou , Gold , but shining earth ? Thou , common Fame , but common breath ? If Virtue contradict the voice ...
Pagina 17
... earth , the earth unbinds the flowers , The flowers blow sweet , the daffodils unfold The spreading glories of their blooming gold . DAPHNIS . As the gay hours advance , the blossoms shoot , The knitting blossoms harden into fruit ; And ...
... earth , the earth unbinds the flowers , The flowers blow sweet , the daffodils unfold The spreading glories of their blooming gold . DAPHNIS . As the gay hours advance , the blossoms shoot , The knitting blossoms harden into fruit ; And ...
Pagina 19
... Earth , the pageants of a day ; There no distinctions on the dead await , But pompous graves , and rottenness in state . Such now are all that shone on Earth before ; Cæsar and mighty Marlborough are no more ! Unhallow'd feet o'er awful ...
... Earth , the pageants of a day ; There no distinctions on the dead await , But pompous graves , and rottenness in state . Such now are all that shone on Earth before ; Cæsar and mighty Marlborough are no more ! Unhallow'd feet o'er awful ...
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Pagina 229 - Presume Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe. If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
Pagina 161 - Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require...
Pagina 229 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue. What blessings thy free bounty gives Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives — T
Pagina 447 - Wisely regardful of the* embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit.
Pagina 243 - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown 125 Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd.
Pagina 169 - What time would spare, from steel receives its date, And monuments, like men, submit to fate ! Steel could the labour of the gods destroy, And strike to dust th' imperial powers of Troy ; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
Pagina 166 - What though no credit doubting wits may give, The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky : These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the ring.
Pagina 105 - Dryden knew more of man in his general nature, and Pope in his local manners. The notions of Dryden were formed by comprehensive speculation ; and those of Pope by minute attention. There is more dignity in the knowledge of Dryden, and more certainty in that of Pope. Poetry was not the sole praise of either; for both excelled likewise in prose ; but Pope did not borrow his prose from his predecessor. The style of Dryden is capricious and varied; that of Pope is cautious and uniform. Dryden observes...
Pagina 219 - As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart ; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To Him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, He bounds, connects, and equals all.
Pagina 230 - Through this day's life or death ! This day, be bread and peace my lot All else beneath the sun, Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not, And let Thy will be done. To thee, whose temple is all space, Whose altar, earth, sea, skies! One chorus let all Being raise ! All Nature's incense rise ! MOEAL ESSAYS, m FOUR EPISTLES TO SEVERAL PERSONS.
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Prose in the Age of Poets: Romanticism and Biographical Narrative from ... Annette Wheeler Cafarelli Vizualizare fragmente - 1990 |