The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Հատոր 13J. Johnson, 1810 - 612 էջ |
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... Eternal Father ; as of old When first th ' Almighty from the dark abyss Of everlasting night and silence call'd The shining worlds with one creating word , And rais'd from nothing all the heavenly hosts , And with external glories fill ...
... Eternal Father ; as of old When first th ' Almighty from the dark abyss Of everlasting night and silence call'd The shining worlds with one creating word , And rais'd from nothing all the heavenly hosts , And with external glories fill ...
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... eternal prisons shut , Expect their sad inexorable doom . Say now , ye men of wit ! what turn of thought Will please you then ! Alas , how dull and poor , Ev'n to yourselves , will your lewd flights appear ! How will you envy then the ...
... eternal prisons shut , Expect their sad inexorable doom . Say now , ye men of wit ! what turn of thought Will please you then ! Alas , how dull and poor , Ev'n to yourselves , will your lewd flights appear ! How will you envy then the ...
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... eternal shame , surpassed the vilest of the Gentiles . They have not only disrobed Religion of all the ornaments of verse , but have employed their pens in impious mischief , to deform her native beauty and defile her honours . They ...
... eternal shame , surpassed the vilest of the Gentiles . They have not only disrobed Religion of all the ornaments of verse , but have employed their pens in impious mischief , to deform her native beauty and defile her honours . They ...
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... eternal God becoming an infant of days ; the pos- sessor of the palace of Heaven laid to sleep in a manger ; the holy Jesus , who knew no sin , bearing the sins of men in his body on the tree ; agonies of sorrow loading the soul of him ...
... eternal God becoming an infant of days ; the pos- sessor of the palace of Heaven laid to sleep in a manger ; the holy Jesus , who knew no sin , bearing the sins of men in his body on the tree ; agonies of sorrow loading the soul of him ...
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... eternal Name With notes of mortal sound ? Dangers and glories guard the theme , And spread despair around . Destruction waits t ' obey his frown , And Heaven attends his smile ; A wreath of lightning arms his crown , But love adorns it ...
... eternal Name With notes of mortal sound ? Dangers and glories guard the theme , And spread despair around . Destruction waits t ' obey his frown , And Heaven attends his smile ; A wreath of lightning arms his crown , But love adorns it ...
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WORKS OF THE ENGLISH POETS FRO Alexander 1759-1834 Chalmers,Samuel 1709-1784 Johnson Դիտել հնարավոր չէ - 2016 |
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angels ANTISTROPHE Aristagoras art thou beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss boast breast breath bright Camarina charms dark dear death deep delight divine dreadful e'en Earth ECLOGUE EPODE Ergoteles eternal eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame flowers fond genius glory grace grief Grongar Hill grove hand happy heart Heaven heavenly honour immortal king labour Lord Lorenzo lov'd lyre maid mighty mind mortal mourn Muse Nature Nature's ne'er night Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace Pelops Pindar plain pleasure poem poet praise pride proud rage reign rise round sacred scene seraphic shade shine shore sing skies smile soft song soul sound strain stream STROPHE swain sweet swell tears tempest terrour thee thine thou thought throne thunder Tlepolemus toil truth vale verse virtue WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wings youth
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Էջ 419 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Էջ 419 - Of man's miraculous mistakes, this bears The palm, " That all men are about to live," For ever on the brink of being born. All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel : and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least, their own ; their future selves...
Էջ 95 - Just such is the Christian ; his course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way : But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, And gives a sure hope, at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
Էջ 204 - 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 vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing...
Էջ 221 - Wide and wider spreads the vale As circles on a smooth canal ; The mountains round (unhappy fate !) Sooner or later, of all height, Withdraw their summits from the skies, And lessen as the others...
Էջ 203 - Madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.
Էջ 416 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Էջ 222 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky! The pleasant seat, the ruin'd tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.
Էջ 379 - The love of praise, howe'er concealed by art, Reigns, more or less, and glows in every heart ; The proud to gain it, toils on toils endure ; The modest shun it, but to make it sure.
Էջ 202 - 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, — Now teach me, Maid composed ! To breathe some soften'd strain : Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit, As, musing slow, I hail Thy genial loved return.