The Feast of the Poets: With Notes, and Other Pieces in VerseJ. Cawthorn, 1814 - 157 pagini |
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... Twas lucky for Colman he was'nt there too , For his pranks would have certainly met with their due , And Sheridan's also , that finished old tricker ; — But one was in prison , and both were in liquor.'5 The God fell a laughing to see ...
... Twas lucky for Colman he was'nt there too , For his pranks would have certainly met with their due , And Sheridan's also , that finished old tricker ; — But one was in prison , and both were in liquor.'5 The God fell a laughing to see ...
Pagina 11
... twas the Bishops or Judges a coming , Or whole court of Aldermen hawing and humming , Or Abbot , at least , with his ushers before , But ' twas only Bob Southey and two or three more . 14 As soon as he saw him , Apollo seem'd pleas'd ...
... twas the Bishops or Judges a coming , Or whole court of Aldermen hawing and humming , Or Abbot , at least , with his ushers before , But ' twas only Bob Southey and two or three more . 14 As soon as he saw him , Apollo seem'd pleas'd ...
Pagina 12
... twas balanc'd , it stood like a spell ! - And how , when ' twas balanc'd no longer , it fell ! A wild thing of scorn he describ'd it to be , But he said it was patient to heaven's decree : - Then he gaz'd upon nothing , and looking ...
... twas balanc'd , it stood like a spell ! - And how , when ' twas balanc'd no longer , it fell ! A wild thing of scorn he describ'd it to be , But he said it was patient to heaven's decree : - Then he gaz'd upon nothing , and looking ...
Pagina 13
... twas of him that I spoke , — Who , instead of becoming a byeword and joke , Should have brought back our fine old pre - eminent way , And been the first man at my table to day : But resolv'd as I am to maintain the partitions ' Twixt ...
... twas of him that I spoke , — Who , instead of becoming a byeword and joke , Should have brought back our fine old pre - eminent way , And been the first man at my table to day : But resolv'd as I am to maintain the partitions ' Twixt ...
Pagina 14
... twas what he expected , Since Phoebus had fatally learnt to confide in Such prosers as Johnson , and rhymers as Dryden . ' But wrath seiz'd Apollo ; —and turning again , ' Whatever , ' he cried , were the faults of such men , Ye shall ...
... twas what he expected , Since Phoebus had fatally learnt to confide in Such prosers as Johnson , and rhymers as Dryden . ' But wrath seiz'd Apollo ; —and turning again , ' Whatever , ' he cried , were the faults of such men , Ye shall ...
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Pagina 119 - Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Pagina 36 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
Pagina 35 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
Pagina 97 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the...
Pagina 98 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet Morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear And weep the more because I weep in vain.
Pagina 35 - But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as...
Pagina 119 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it Love-in-idleness.
Pagina 117 - There's fennel for you, and columbines; there's rue for you; and here's some for me; we may call it herb of grace o
Pagina 119 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Pagina 35 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies ; ' The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.