British Anthologies, Volumen8Edward Arber Henry Frowde, 1899 |
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... winds dispersed in empty air ! But now secure the painted vessel glides , The sunbeams trembling on the floating tides ; While melting music steals upon the sky , And softened ... wind their airy garments flew , Thin 12 Alexander Pope .
... winds dispersed in empty air ! But now secure the painted vessel glides , The sunbeams trembling on the floating tides ; While melting music steals upon the sky , And softened ... wind their airy garments flew , Thin 12 Alexander Pope .
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Edward Arber. Loose to the wind their airy garments flew , Thin glitt'ring textures of the filmy dew Dipped in the richest tincture of the skies , Where light disports in ever - mingling dyes ; While ev'ry beam new transient colours ...
Edward Arber. Loose to the wind their airy garments flew , Thin glitt'ring textures of the filmy dew Dipped in the richest tincture of the skies , Where light disports in ever - mingling dyes ; While ev'ry beam new transient colours ...
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... wind that blows ! Here , in a grotto , sheltered close from air , And screened in shades from day's detested glare , She sighs for ever , on her pensive bed ; PAIN at her side , and MEGRIM at her head . Two handmaids wait the throne ...
... wind that blows ! Here , in a grotto , sheltered close from air , And screened in shades from day's detested glare , She sighs for ever , on her pensive bed ; PAIN at her side , and MEGRIM at her head . Two handmaids wait the throne ...
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... winds . There she collects the force of female lungs , Sighs , sobs , and Passions , and the war of tongues . A vial next she fills with fainting fears , Soft sorrows , melting griefs , and flowing tears . The Gnome , rejoicing , bears ...
... winds . There she collects the force of female lungs , Sighs , sobs , and Passions , and the war of tongues . A vial next she fills with fainting fears , Soft sorrows , melting griefs , and flowing tears . The Gnome , rejoicing , bears ...
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... wind ! Nay ! Poll sat mute ; and Shock was most unkind ! A Sylph too warned me of the threats of Fate , In mystic visions , now believed too late ! ' See the poor remnants of these slighted hairs ! My hands shall rend what ev'n thy ...
... wind ! Nay ! Poll sat mute ; and Shock was most unkind ! A Sylph too warned me of the threats of Fate , In mystic visions , now believed too late ! ' See the poor remnants of these slighted hairs ! My hands shall rend what ev'n thy ...
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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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Página 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!
Página 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.
Página 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,...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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!
Página 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!