The Poetical Works of Collins, Gray, and Beattie: With a Memoir of EachTurner & Hayden, 1844 - 308 páginas |
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... scene , I rove ; Now climb the rock , or wander on the strand , Or trace the rill , or penetrate the grove . From Baia's hills , from Portsca's spreading wave , To fair Cicestria's lonely walls I stray ; To her famed Poet's venerated ...
... scene , I rove ; Now climb the rock , or wander on the strand , Or trace the rill , or penetrate the grove . From Baia's hills , from Portsca's spreading wave , To fair Cicestria's lonely walls I stray ; To her famed Poet's venerated ...
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... Scene - A Valley near Bagdat . Time - The Morning . ' YE Persian maids ! attend your poet's lays , And hear how shepherds pass their golden days . Not all are blest , whom Fortune's hand sustains With wealth in courts ; nor all that ...
... Scene - A Valley near Bagdat . Time - The Morning . ' YE Persian maids ! attend your poet's lays , And hear how shepherds pass their golden days . Not all are blest , whom Fortune's hand sustains With wealth in courts ; nor all that ...
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... scene , And shepherd girls shall own thee for their queen : With thee be Chastity , of all afraid , Distrusting all , a wise , suspicious maid ; But man the most - not more the mountain doe Holds the swift falcon for her deadly foe ...
... scene , And shepherd girls shall own thee for their queen : With thee be Chastity , of all afraid , Distrusting all , a wise , suspicious maid ; But man the most - not more the mountain doe Holds the swift falcon for her deadly foe ...
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... Scene - The Desert . Time - Mid - day . IN silent horror , o'er the boundless waste The driver Hassan with his camels past ; One cruse of water on his back he bore , And his light serip contain'd a scanty store ; A fan of painted ...
... Scene - The Desert . Time - Mid - day . IN silent horror , o'er the boundless waste The driver Hassan with his camels past ; One cruse of water on his back he bore , And his light serip contain'd a scanty store ; A fan of painted ...
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... fears ! -all frantic as I go , When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of woe ; What if the lion in his rage I meet ! - Oft in the dust I view his printed feet ; And , fearful ! oft , when day's declining light 12 HASSAN ; OR ,
... fears ! -all frantic as I go , When thought creates unnumber'd scenes of woe ; What if the lion in his rage I meet ! - Oft in the dust I view his printed feet ; And , fearful ! oft , when day's declining light 12 HASSAN ; OR ,
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adorn Amyntas arms balmy bard beauty blast blest bloom blooming band bosom bower breast breathe Bring Daphnis brow charms cliffs clouds Codrus Corydon Damætas Damastas dark deep delight divine dread eclogue Eton College fair fame Fancy Fancy's fate fire flame flocks flowers forlorn gale gentle glory glow grace grove hail heart Heaven hope Julius Cæsar lofty lonely Lycidas lyre maid Menalcas mighty mind Mopsus mountains mourn Muse Nature's ne'er numbers nymphs o'er peace Pindaric plain poem pomp pride promised song racter rage rapture roam roll round sacred scene shade shepherd shine sing skies smile soft song soothe soul spring storm strain stream sublime sung swain sweet tear thee thine thou thought Thyrsis Tityrus toil truth Twas vale verse virtue Virtue's voice warbling wave WESTMINSTER ABBEY wild winds wings youth
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Página 110 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 107 - ELEGY, WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Página 82 - The Summer Friend, the flatt'ring Foe, By vain Prosperity receiv'd, To her they vow their truth, and are again believ'd. . Wisdom, in sable garb array'd Immers'd in rapturous thought profound, And Melancholy, silent maid, With leaden eye, that loves the ground, Still on thy solemn steps attend : Warm Charity, the general friend ; With Justice, to herself severe ; And Pity, dropping soft the sadly pleasing tear.
Página 78 - A stranger yet to pain ? I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 78 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave, With pliant arm, thy glassy wave...
Página 108 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands...
Página 93 - He spoke, and headlong from the mountain's height Deep in the roaring tide he plunged to endless night.
Página 108 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Página 109 - Their lot forbade : nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined ; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
Página 111 - twas all he wish'd, a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.