The Poetical Works of William Collins, Հատոր 1W. Pickering, 1830 - 150 էջ |
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Էջ xii
... letter , from War- ton to his brother . It is without a date , but it must have been written before the publication of Collins's Odes in 1747 , and before the appear- ance of Dodsley's Museum , as it is evident the Ode to a Lady on the ...
... letter , from War- ton to his brother . It is without a date , but it must have been written before the publication of Collins's Odes in 1747 , and before the appear- ance of Dodsley's Museum , as it is evident the Ode to a Lady on the ...
Էջ xiv
... letter of Collins's has ever been printed ; nor has a careful inquiry after others been successful . It is of peculiar interest , as it proves that he wrote an Ode on the Music of the Grecian Theatre , but which is unfortu- nately lost ...
... letter of Collins's has ever been printed ; nor has a careful inquiry after others been successful . It is of peculiar interest , as it proves that he wrote an Ode on the Music of the Grecian Theatre , but which is unfortu- nately lost ...
Էջ xvii
... letters had chosen , ' I have but one book , ' said Collins , but that is the best . ' 999 6 To this circumstance Hayley beautifully alludes in his epitaph on him : He , " in reviving reason's lucid hours , Sought on one book his ...
... letters had chosen , ' I have but one book , ' said Collins , but that is the best . ' 999 6 To this circumstance Hayley beautifully alludes in his epitaph on him : He , " in reviving reason's lucid hours , Sought on one book his ...
Էջ xix
... letters to his Oxford friends , some of which I saw . In London I met him often , and remember he lodged in a little house with a Miss Bundy , at the corner of King's- square - court , Soho , now a warehouse , for a long time together ...
... letters to his Oxford friends , some of which I saw . In London I met him often , and remember he lodged in a little house with a Miss Bundy , at the corner of King's- square - court , Soho , now a warehouse , for a long time together ...
Էջ xx
... letter . It happened one afternoon , at a tea visit , that several intelligent friends were assembled at his rooms to enjoy each other's conversation , when in comes a member of a certain college , * as re- markable at that time for his ...
... letter . It happened one afternoon , at a tea visit , that several intelligent friends were assembled at his rooms to enjoy each other's conversation , when in comes a member of a certain college , * as re- markable at that time for his ...
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Էջ 61 - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Էջ 60 - Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known...
Էջ 87 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing Spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove ; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. 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...
Էջ 50 - Or find some ruin midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds or driving rain Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut That, from the mountain's side, Views wilds and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discover'd spires ; And hears their simple bell ; and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Էջ 9 - Schiraz' walls I bent my way." At that dead hour the silent asp shall creep, If aught of rest I find, upon my sleep : Or some swoln serpent twist his scales around, And wake to anguish with a burning wound. Thrice happy they, the wise contented poor, From lust of wealth, and dread of death secure!
Էջ 61 - But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought who heard the strain. They saw in Tempe's...
Էջ lix - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong, And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She...
Էջ 49 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Էջ 110 - Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear In all my griefs a more than equal share, Here, where no springs in murmurs break away, Or...
Էջ 63 - IN yonder grave a Druid lies, Where slowly winds the stealing wave; The year's best sweets shall duteous rise To deck its poet's sylvan grave. In yon deep bed of whispering reeds His airy harp shall now be laid, That he, whose heart in sorrow bleeds, May love through life the soothing shade.