Samuel Rogers and His CircleMethuen & Company, Limited, 1910 - 304 էջ |
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... poems affect one nearly as much as those exercises in the dead languages which are practised at our Schools and Universities . An Ode to Superstition , with some other Poems , was issued by Cadell in 1786 , and sold for eighteenpence ...
... poems affect one nearly as much as those exercises in the dead languages which are practised at our Schools and Universities . An Ode to Superstition , with some other Poems , was issued by Cadell in 1786 , and sold for eighteenpence ...
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... poem Written at Midnight . ” " " " While through the broken pane the tempest sighs , And my step falters on the faithless floor , Shades of departed joys around me rise , With many a face that smiles on me no more ; With many a voice ...
... poem Written at Midnight . ” " " " While through the broken pane the tempest sighs , And my step falters on the faithless floor , Shades of departed joys around me rise , With many a face that smiles on me no more ; With many a voice ...
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... poems . He assigns seven years to The Pleasures of Memory , that is from 1785 to 1792 , the year of publication . And it is evident from this that he did not regard his work as finished until it was actually out of the publisher's hands ...
... poems . He assigns seven years to The Pleasures of Memory , that is from 1785 to 1792 , the year of publication . And it is evident from this that he did not regard his work as finished until it was actually out of the publisher's hands ...
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... poem , and The Monthly Review was quite enthusiastic . The public ap- preciated the book even more than the critics ... Poems . Possibly Rogers ' disinclination to proclaim himself a poet was with better reason than usually inspires ...
... poem , and The Monthly Review was quite enthusiastic . The public ap- preciated the book even more than the critics ... Poems . Possibly Rogers ' disinclination to proclaim himself a poet was with better reason than usually inspires ...
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... poems and reminiscences , that Rogers would be susceptible to feminine influence ; but it is difficult to picture him as anything but a bachelor . There is about him that curious aroma of the secular celibate , that bachelordom of the ...
... poems and reminiscences , that Rogers would be susceptible to feminine influence ; but it is difficult to picture him as anything but a bachelor . There is about him that curious aroma of the secular celibate , that bachelordom of the ...
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Էջ 160 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody sun at noon Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the moon. ' Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. ' Water, water everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water everywhere, Nor any drop to drink.
Էջ 196 - WHEN we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear ? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too...
Էջ 120 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jaeet ! Lastly, whereas this book, by the title it hath, calls itself The First Part of tlie General History of the World...
Էջ 174 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
Էջ 89 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt seaweed Clings to the marble of her palaces.
Էջ 270 - Grand Chorus. As from the power of sacred lays The spheres began to move, And sung the great Creator's praise To all the blessed above ; So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky.
Էջ 197 - There is many a pang to pursue me; They may crush, but they shall not contemn ; They may torture, but shall not subdue me; 'Tis of thee that I think — not of them.
Էջ 201 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town!
Էջ 197 - Deserved to be dearest of all : In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
Էջ 84 - Twas the hour of day When setting suns o'er summer seas display A path of glory opening in the west To golden climes and islands of the blest; And human voices, on the silent air, Went o'er the waves in songs of gladness there...