The poetical works of William Collins, with critical observations by dr. LanghorneSuttaby, Evance, and Fox, 1815 - 96 էջ |
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... sullen tigers in his train : Before them Death with shrieks directs their way , Fills the wild yell , and leads them to their prey . " Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day , " When first from Schiraz ' walls I bent my way ! " At ...
... sullen tigers in his train : Before them Death with shrieks directs their way , Fills the wild yell , and leads them to their prey . " Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day , " When first from Schiraz ' walls I bent my way ! " At ...
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... , whose locks divinely spreading , Like vernal hyacinths in sullen hne , At once the breath of fear and virtue shedding , Applauding freedom lov'd of old to view ? What new Alceens , * fancy - blest , Shall 30 ODES .
... , whose locks divinely spreading , Like vernal hyacinths in sullen hne , At once the breath of fear and virtue shedding , Applauding freedom lov'd of old to view ? What new Alceens , * fancy - blest , Shall 30 ODES .
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... sullen horn , As oft he rises ' midst the twilight path , Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum : Now teach me , maid compos'd , To breathe some soften'd strain , Whose numbers , stealing through thy dark'ning vale , May not ...
... sullen horn , As oft he rises ' midst the twilight path , Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum : Now teach me , maid compos'd , To breathe some soften'd strain , Whose numbers , stealing through thy dark'ning vale , May not ...
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... sullen shrines to burn : But thou who hear'st the turning spheres , What sounds may charm thy partial ears , And gain thy blest return ! O Peace , thy injur'd robes up - bind ! O rise ! and leave not one behind Of all thy beamy train ...
... sullen shrines to burn : But thou who hear'st the turning spheres , What sounds may charm thy partial ears , And gain thy blest return ! O Peace , thy injur'd robes up - bind ! O rise ! and leave not one behind Of all thy beamy train ...
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... sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn , strange , and mingled air : ' Twas sad by fits , by starts ' twas wild . But thou , O Hope , with eyes so fair , What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure , And ...
... sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn , strange , and mingled air : ' Twas sad by fits , by starts ' twas wild . But thou , O Hope , with eyes so fair , What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure , And ...
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Abra lov'd AGIB allegorical imagery ANTISTROPHE bard blank verse blast blest boast breathe Brownie charm Circassia Collins Cymbeline death delight drest E'en e'er EPODE Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fairy Fancy Fear fix'd flowers fond genius Georgian maid golden hair Greece green grief grove hail hallow'd hand happy harmony haste haunt hear heard heart Hebrides hour isle John Home lubber fiend luckless lyre lyric magic maid like Abra midst Milesian Miletus mind moral mountains mourn murmurs Muse myrtles native nature Ne'er numbers Nymph o'er Oriental Eclogues passions pastoral Peace Pity Pity's plain poems poet poet's poetical pour'd pride rage round rural scene Schiraz SECANDER sentiment shade shepherds shore sighs Sir Thomas Hanmer soft song Sophocles sounds strain sullen sung swain sweet tears tender thee Theocritus thou thought toil truth vale verse virtue voice of peace western isle wild
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Էջ 53 - Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore When Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar To bid his gentle spirit rest...
Էջ 52 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Էջ 29 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Էջ 23 - What mortal eye can fix'd behold ! Who stalks his round, an hideous form, Howling amidst the midnight storm ; Or throws him on the ridgy steep Of some loose hanging rock to sleep...
Էջ 44 - Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings.
Էջ 6 - By degrees I gained his confidence ; and one day was admitted to him when he was immured by a bailiff, that was prowling in the street. On this occasion recourse was had to the booksellers, who, on the credit of a translation of Aristotle's Poetics...
Էջ 52 - midst the chase, on every plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell ; Each lonely scene shall thee restore ; For thee the tear be duly shed ; Belov'd till life can charm no more, And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead.
Էջ 15 - I view his printed feet; And fearful oft when Day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner Night, By hunger...
Էջ 54 - No sedge-crown'd sisters now attend, Now waft me from the green hill's side Whose cold turf hides the buried friend...
Էջ 43 - O Nature boon, from whom proceed Each forceful Thought, each prompted Deed If but from Thee I hope to feel, On all my Heart imprint thy Seal...