The Minstrel; Or, The Progress of Genius: With Some Other PoemsJ.Mawman, ... 1805. By T.Gillet, 1805 - 120 էջ |
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... fires the soul , and sparkles in the eyes . 7 Then grieve not , thou , to whom th ' indulgent Muse Vouchsafes a portion of celestial fire : Nor blame the partial Fates , if they refuse Th ' imperial banquet , and the rich attire . Know ...
... fires the soul , and sparkles in the eyes . 7 Then grieve not , thou , to whom th ' indulgent Muse Vouchsafes a portion of celestial fire : Nor blame the partial Fates , if they refuse Th ' imperial banquet , and the rich attire . Know ...
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... young desire ; Pursue , poor imp , th ' imaginary charm , Indulge gay Hope , and Fancy's pleasing fire : Fancy and Hope too soon shall of themselves expire . 32 When the long - sounding curfew from afar Loaded 18 THE MINSTREL .
... young desire ; Pursue , poor imp , th ' imaginary charm , Indulge gay Hope , and Fancy's pleasing fire : Fancy and Hope too soon shall of themselves expire . 32 When the long - sounding curfew from afar Loaded 18 THE MINSTREL .
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... fire of seraphim , To sing thy glories with devotion due ! Blest be the day I ' scaped the wrangling crew , From Pyrrho's maze , and Epicurus ' sty ; And held high converse with the godlike few , Who to th ' enraptur'd heart , and ear ...
... fire of seraphim , To sing thy glories with devotion due ! Blest be the day I ' scaped the wrangling crew , From Pyrrho's maze , and Epicurus ' sty ; And held high converse with the godlike few , Who to th ' enraptur'd heart , and ear ...
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... fire , to soar On Fancy's wing above this vale of tears ; Where dark cold - hearted sceptics , creeping , pore Through microscope of metaphysic lore : And much they grope for Truth , but never hit . For why ? Their powers , inadequate ...
... fire , to soar On Fancy's wing above this vale of tears ; Where dark cold - hearted sceptics , creeping , pore Through microscope of metaphysic lore : And much they grope for Truth , but never hit . For why ? Their powers , inadequate ...
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... noise and folly , To the pure soul by Fancy's fire refin'd , Ah what is mirth but turbulence unholy , When with the charm compar'd of heavenly melan- choly ! P. 30 . F.Burney del . JNeagle fculp Responsive to SO THE MINSTREL .
... noise and folly , To the pure soul by Fancy's fire refin'd , Ah what is mirth but turbulence unholy , When with the charm compar'd of heavenly melan- choly ! P. 30 . F.Burney del . JNeagle fculp Responsive to SO THE MINSTREL .
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Էջ 3 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Էջ 7 - Oh, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ? The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven...
Էջ 118 - Twas thus, by the cave of the mountain afar, While his harp rung symphonious, a Hermit began ; No more with himself or with nature at war, He thought as a Sage, though he felt as a Man.
Էջ 22 - But who the melodies of morn can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the mountain side : The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide The clamorous horn along the cliffs above ; The hollow murmur of the ocean tide ; The hum of bees, the linnet's lay of love, And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.
Էջ 13 - And oft the craggy cliff he loved to climb, When all in mist the world below was lost. What dreadful pleasure ! there to stand sublime, Like shipwreck'd mariner on desert coast, And view th...
Էջ 16 - And be it so. Let those deplore their doom, Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn : But lofty souls, who look beyond the tomb, Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. Shall Spring to these sad scenes no more return ? Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? Soon shall the orient with new lustre burn, And Spring shall soon her vital influence shed, Again attune the grove, again adorn the mead.
Էջ 42 - Hail, awful scenes, that calm the troubled breast, And woo the weary to profound repose ! Can Passion's wildest uproar lay to rest, And whisper comfort to the man of woes ! Here Innocence may wander, safe from foes, And Contemplation soar on seraph wings.
Էջ 11 - Silent when glad ; affectionate, though shy ; And now his look was most demurely sad ; And now he laugh'd aloud, yet none knew why. The neighbours star'd and sigh'd, yet bless'd the lad : Some deem'd him wondrous wise, and some believed him mad.
Էջ 45 - Let Vanity adorn the marble tomb With trophies, rhymes, and scutcheons of renown, In the deep dungeon of some gothic dome, Where night and desolation ever frown. Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down; Where a green grassy turf is all I crave, With here and there a violet bestrown, Fast by a brook, or fountain's murmuring wave; And many an evening sun shine sweetly on my grave.
Էջ xxxiv - Whoever wishes to attain an English style, familiar but not coarse, and elegant but not ostentatious, must give his days and nights to the volumes of Addison...