Specimens of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Notices, and An Essay on English Poetry, Հատոր 5Thomas Campbell J. Murray, 1819 |
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... face of this tall pile , Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads , To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof , By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable , Looking tranquillity . It strikes an awe And terror on my aching ...
... face of this tall pile , Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads , To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof , By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable , Looking tranquillity . It strikes an awe And terror on my aching ...
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... face , and let me feel Her lips with mine - ' Tis she , I am not deceived ; I taste her breath , I warm her and am warmed . Look up , Almeria , bless me with thy eyes ; Look on thy love , thy lover , and thy husband ! Alm . I have sworn ...
... face , and let me feel Her lips with mine - ' Tis she , I am not deceived ; I taste her breath , I warm her and am warmed . Look up , Almeria , bless me with thy eyes ; Look on thy love , thy lover , and thy husband ! Alm . I have sworn ...
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... face , I think- It is too much ! too much to bear and live ! To see thee thus again in such profusion Of joy , of bliss - I cannot bear - I must Be mad - I cannot be transported thus . Osm . Thou excellence , thou joy , thou heaven of ...
... face , I think- It is too much ! too much to bear and live ! To see thee thus again in such profusion Of joy , of bliss - I cannot bear - I must Be mad - I cannot be transported thus . Osm . Thou excellence , thou joy , thou heaven of ...
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... face If Heaven is greater joy , it is no happiness , For ' tis not to be borne - What shall I say ? I have a thousand things to know and ask , And speak - That thou art here beyond all hope , All thought ; and all at once thou art ...
... face If Heaven is greater joy , it is no happiness , For ' tis not to be borne - What shall I say ? I have a thousand things to know and ask , And speak - That thou art here beyond all hope , All thought ; and all at once thou art ...
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... face Narcissus spy'd , When , gazing in that liquid glass , He for himself despair'd and died : Nor , Chloris , can you safer see Your own perfections here than he . The lark before the mirror plays , Which some deceitful swain has set ...
... face Narcissus spy'd , When , gazing in that liquid glass , He for himself despair'd and died : Nor , Chloris , can you safer see Your own perfections here than he . The lark before the mirror plays , Which some deceitful swain has set ...
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Common terms and phrases
Æsop ALLAN RAMSAY beneath Biron blest bliss BORN bosom breast breath bright charms COLLEY CIBBER crown'd Cuddy dear death delight e'er earth Ev'n eyes face fair fame fancy fate fear fond gentle GEORGE LILLO GEORGE SEWELL give grace grave Grongar Hill hair hand happy hast head hear heart heaven heel I three JOHN VANBRUGH Jove LEONARD WELSTED live Lord Lubberkin maid Metis mind Moria mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain peace plain pleas'd pleasure poet praise pride rise round seem'd shade shining sighs sing sleep smile soft song soon soul spleen swain sweet swelling sylphs taste tears tell Thalestris thee THOMAS WARTON thou thought trembling turn me thrice Twas Venus vows ween WILLIAM SHENSTONE Wilm Wilmot wind wings wretch youth
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Էջ 220 - Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood ; And where this valley winded out, below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.
Էջ 121 - A brighter wash; to curl their waving hairs, Assist their blushes, and inspire their airs; Nay oft, in dreams, invention we bestow, To change a flounce, or add a furbelow.
Էջ 332 - 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 rise : Still...
Էջ 135 - Unless good Sense preserve what Beauty gains : That Men may say, when we the Front-box grace, Behold the first in Virtue as in Face...
Էջ 136 - And trust me, dear ! good-humour can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail. Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll ; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Էջ 130 - And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side, and Megrim at her head.
Էջ 112 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death ! where is thy sting ? The Universal Prayer FATHER of all!
Էջ 121 - Planets through the boundless Sky. Some less refin'd, beneath the Moon's pale Light Pursue the Stars that shoot athwart the Night ; Or suck the Mists in grosser Air below, Or dip their Pinions in the painted Bow, Or brew fierce Tempests on the wintry Main, Or o'er the Glebe distil the kindly Rain.
Էջ 312 - TO EVENING. If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, May hope, chaste eve, to soothe thy modest ear, Like thy own solemn springs, Thy springs, and dying gales...
Էջ 42 - India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale, Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms. Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet safe from harms, William shall to his dear return. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye.