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Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Prefaces
Vista completa - 1820
Andraemon arms Aurengzebe behold Belinda bend beneath blest bliss blood bold breast breath brutal bands brute charms chase courser court crowd crown'd death dread Dryope e'er earth ELOISA TO ABELARD ev'n Ev’n eyes fair fame fate fear fierce fix’d flame flies foes fool form'd give Gnome grace hair hand happy head hear heart Heaven honour hounds huntsman kings live lord loud maid mankind mattadore mind mortal Muse Nature ne'er never nymph o'er once pack pain panting passion plain pleas'd pleasure poet praise prey pride proud race rage rais'd reason rise round scorn Self-love shade shine skies smiles soft soon soul spleen spread springing lark stream Sylphs taught tears Thalestris thee THOMAS TICKELL thou thought throne trembling Twas Umbriel Vertumnus vex'd virtue voice wind wings wise wretch youth
Página 176 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, 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.
Página 206 - Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, Is but the more a fool, the more a knave. Who noble ends by noble means obtains, Or failing, smiles in exile or in chains, Like good Aurelius let him reign, or bleed Like Socrates, that man is great indeed. What's fame? a fancied life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, ev'n before our death.
Página 171 - Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell, Aspiring to be angels, men rebel ; And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, sins against th
Página 112 - Who gave the ball or paid the visit last; One speaks the glory of the British Queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes: At every word a reputation dies.
Página 167 - AWAKE, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan: ' A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
Página 108 - Some to the sun their insect-wings unfold, Waft on the breeze, or sink in clouds of gold ; Transparent forms, too fine for mortal sight, Their fluid bodies half...
Página 123 - Oh hadst thou, cruel! been content to seize Hairs less in sight, or any hairs but these!
Página 175 - See, thro' this air, this ocean, and this earth, All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high, progressive life may go! Around, how wide! how deep extend below! Vast chain of Being! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach; from Infinite to thee, From thee to Nothing.
Página 170 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Página 131 - Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid ; They live, they speak, they breathe what love inspires, Warm from the soul, and faithful to its fires, The virgin's wish without her fears impart, Excuse the blush, and pour out all the heart, Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.