Select Poems of Thomas GrayHarper & Bros., 1895 - 143 էջ |
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... muse unrivall'd reigns , To Britain let the nations homage pay ; She felt a Homer's fire in Milton's strains , A Pindar's rapture in the lyre of Gray . The cenotaph afterwards erected in Stoke Park by Mr. Penn is described below . The ...
... muse unrivall'd reigns , To Britain let the nations homage pay ; She felt a Homer's fire in Milton's strains , A Pindar's rapture in the lyre of Gray . The cenotaph afterwards erected in Stoke Park by Mr. Penn is described below . The ...
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... muse unrivall'd reigns , To Britain let the nations homage pay ; She felt a Homer's fire in Milton's strains , A Pindar's rapture in the lyre of Gray . The cenotaph afterwards erected in Stoke Park by Mr. Penn is described below . The ...
... muse unrivall'd reigns , To Britain let the nations homage pay ; She felt a Homer's fire in Milton's strains , A Pindar's rapture in the lyre of Gray . The cenotaph afterwards erected in Stoke Park by Mr. Penn is described below . The ...
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... Muse's flame . 35 70 70 Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife , Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray ; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way . 75 ୮ Yet even these bones from ...
... Muse's flame . 35 70 70 Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife , Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray ; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way . 75 ୮ Yet even these bones from ...
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... their years , spelt by th ' unletter'd Muse , The place of fame and elegy supply ; And many a holy text around she strews , That teach the rustic moralist to die . 80 For who , to dumb forgetfulness a prey , This. 36 THOMAS GRAY .
... their years , spelt by th ' unletter'd Muse , The place of fame and elegy supply ; And many a holy text around she strews , That teach the rustic moralist to die . 80 For who , to dumb forgetfulness a prey , This. 36 THOMAS GRAY .
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... Muse shall sit , and think ( At ease reclin'd in rustic state ) How vain the ardour of the crowd , How low , how little are the proud , How indigent the great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Yet hark ...
... Muse shall sit , and think ( At ease reclin'd in rustic state ) How vain the ardour of the crowd , How low , how little are the proud , How indigent the great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Yet hark ...
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Էջ 20 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Էջ 54 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, 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 22 - 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 : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Էջ 12 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth, A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear — He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd), a friend.
Էջ 2 - Death? perhaps in this neglected spot is laid some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
Էջ 29 - This pencil take' (she said), 'whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year: Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of joy; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Էջ 12 - He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Էջ 3 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Էջ 109 - It may be safely affirmed, that there neither is, nor can be, any essential difference between the language of prose and metrical composition.