The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray: English and LatinGriffin, Bohn, 1863 - 270 էջ |
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... scene of misfortune and sorrow , Ανθρωπος ἱκανὴ προφάσις εἰς τὸ δυστύχειν , from whose fatal power the brief sunshine of youth is supposed to be exempt . The fields are " beloved " as the scene of youthful pleasures , and as affording ...
... scene of misfortune and sorrow , Ανθρωπος ἱκανὴ προφάσις εἰς τὸ δυστύχειν , from whose fatal power the brief sunshine of youth is supposed to be exempt . The fields are " beloved " as the scene of youthful pleasures , and as affording ...
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... scene of the " Long Story , " suggests also the anecdote in the third stanza , — 66 Full oft within the spacious walls , When he had fifty winters o'er him , My grave lord keeper led the brawls ; The seals and maces danced before him ...
... scene of the " Long Story , " suggests also the anecdote in the third stanza , — 66 Full oft within the spacious walls , When he had fifty winters o'er him , My grave lord keeper led the brawls ; The seals and maces danced before him ...
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... scene Scatters his freshest tenderest green . " And , " The meanest floweret of the vale , The simplest note that swells the gale , The common sun , the air , the skies , To him are opening Paradise . " And others might be quoted ...
... scene Scatters his freshest tenderest green . " And , " The meanest floweret of the vale , The simplest note that swells the gale , The common sun , the air , the skies , To him are opening Paradise . " And others might be quoted ...
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... scene of concord and boyish happiness , he could not help , in his melancholy mood , forming a contrast . He was led to consider the feuds and quarrels which were likely one day to ensue , when all that harmony and happiness was to ...
... scene of concord and boyish happiness , he could not help , in his melancholy mood , forming a contrast . He was led to consider the feuds and quarrels which were likely one day to ensue , when all that harmony and happiness was to ...
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... scene before his eyes . The poet saw and experimentally felt what he so masterly describes . I lived at that time almost upon the very spot which gave birth to these noble ideas , and in of it saw the author very often . consequence ...
... scene before his eyes . The poet saw and experimentally felt what he so masterly describes . I lived at that time almost upon the very spot which gave birth to these noble ideas , and in of it saw the author very often . consequence ...
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Էջ 139 - The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Էջ 162 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthrall?
Էջ 35 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Էջ 115 - Gainst graver hours that bring constraint To sweeten liberty : Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Էջ 126 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Էջ 200 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Էջ 163 - Alas! regardless of their doom The little victims play; No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day: Yet see how all around 'em wait The ministers of human fate And black Misfortune's baleful train!
Էջ 173 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair, Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre...
Էջ 197 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike the' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Էջ 118 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.