The English Poets: Addison to BlakeThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan and Company, 1880 |
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... Muse ( from The Prophecy of Famine ) . Characters of Actors ( from The Rosciad ) . Description of Johnson ( from The Ghost ) . Charles the First ( from Gotham ) JAMES BEATTIE ( 1735-1803 ) . Extract from The Minstrel , Book I THOMAS ...
... Muse ( from The Prophecy of Famine ) . Characters of Actors ( from The Rosciad ) . Description of Johnson ( from The Ghost ) . Charles the First ( from Gotham ) JAMES BEATTIE ( 1735-1803 ) . Extract from The Minstrel , Book I THOMAS ...
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... Muses Extracts from Songs of Innocence : Introduction The Lamb . Night Extracts from Songs of Experience . Ah , Sunflower The Tiger The Angel · 574 575 A. Mary F. Robinson 576 578 579 W. J. Courthope 581 586 587 589 590 591 592 7 ...
... Muses Extracts from Songs of Innocence : Introduction The Lamb . Night Extracts from Songs of Experience . Ah , Sunflower The Tiger The Angel · 574 575 A. Mary F. Robinson 576 578 579 W. J. Courthope 581 586 587 589 590 591 592 7 ...
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... Muse to utterly unworthy objects ; if his poetry is not free from ' courtly stains , ' it is at least animated by a genuine love of freedom ; and his lines on Liberty are a fine expression of the Whig spirit of the times . The Campaign ...
... Muse to utterly unworthy objects ; if his poetry is not free from ' courtly stains , ' it is at least animated by a genuine love of freedom ; and his lines on Liberty are a fine expression of the Whig spirit of the times . The Campaign ...
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... muse , what numbers wilt thou find To sing the furious troops in battle join'd ! Methinks I hear the drum's tumultuous sound , The victor's shouts and dying groans confound , The dreadful burst of cannon rend the skies , And all the ...
... muse , what numbers wilt thou find To sing the furious troops in battle join'd ! Methinks I hear the drum's tumultuous sound , The victor's shouts and dying groans confound , The dreadful burst of cannon rend the skies , And all the ...
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... Muse's judge and friend , Who justly knew to blame or to commend ; To failings mild , but zealous to desert , The clearest head and the sincerest heart . ' The qualities which Pope attributes to the person of Walsh are found in his ...
... Muse's judge and friend , Who justly knew to blame or to commend ; To failings mild , but zealous to desert , The clearest head and the sincerest heart . ' The qualities which Pope attributes to the person of Walsh are found in his ...
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Addison admiration Ambrose Philips beauty beneath blank verse blest born breast breath Castle of Indolence charms couplet court criticism death Dunciad e'er Eclogues English English poetry Epistle Essay Essay on Criticism Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fool frae genius GEORGE SAINTSBURY grace grave Gray Grongar Hill hand happy head heart heaven Horace kings knave live Lord Lord Hervey mind moral muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once passion perhaps Pindaric pleasure poem poet poet's poetical poetry Pope Pope's pow'rs praise pride prose rhyme rise round satire sense shade shine sing smile song soul spirit Spleen style sweet Swift taste tell thee things thou thought thro toil trembling truth turns Twas verse virtue Whig wind wise write youth
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Էջ 258 - Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Էջ 563 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea stamp ; The man's the gowd for a' that. What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hodden-gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a' that. For a
Էջ 564 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Էջ 561 - Wha will be a traitor knave ? Wha can fill a coward's grave ? Wha sae base as be a Slave ? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's King and Law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw ; Free-man stand, or Free-man fa', Let him on wi
Էջ 374 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Էջ 330 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown ; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
Էջ 557 - I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Էջ 377 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds, too late, that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is— to die.
Էջ 327 - 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. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Էջ 527 - My loved, my honored, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end, My dearest meed, a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's sequestered scene; The native feelings strong, the guileless ways; What Aiken in a cottage would have been; Ah!