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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... round my head . I rose and listened , And thought I heard thy spirit call Alphonso ; I thought I saw thee too ; but , Oh , I thought not That I indeed should be so blest to see thee Alm . But still , how cam'st thou thither ? How thus ...
... round my head . I rose and listened , And thought I heard thy spirit call Alphonso ; I thought I saw thee too ; but , Oh , I thought not That I indeed should be so blest to see thee Alm . But still , how cam'st thou thither ? How thus ...
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... round the world in a sea of good wine ; Steer safe in the middle , and vow never more To renounce such a life for the pleasures on shore . Look cheerfully round us , and comfort our eyes With a deluge of claret enclosed by the skies ; A ...
... round the world in a sea of good wine ; Steer safe in the middle , and vow never more To renounce such a life for the pleasures on shore . Look cheerfully round us , and comfort our eyes With a deluge of claret enclosed by the skies ; A ...
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... round till our eyes shone as bright As the sun does by day , or the moon does by night . Thus would I live free from all care or design , And when death should arrive , I'd be pickled in wine ; That is , toss'd over board , have the sea ...
... round till our eyes shone as bright As the sun does by day , or the moon does by night . Thus would I live free from all care or design , And when death should arrive , I'd be pickled in wine ; That is , toss'd over board , have the sea ...
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... round the seed on every side , And three times in a trembling accent cry'd , " This hemp - seed with my virgin hand I sow , Who shall my true - love be , the crop shall mow . " I straight look'd back , and , if my eyes speak truth ...
... round the seed on every side , And three times in a trembling accent cry'd , " This hemp - seed with my virgin hand I sow , Who shall my true - love be , the crop shall mow . " I straight look'd back , and , if my eyes speak truth ...
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... round and round again , My shepherd's name to flourish on the plain , I fling th ' unbroken paring o'er my head , Upon the grass a perfect L is read ; Yet on my heart a fairer L is seen , Than what the paring makes upon the green ...
... round and round again , My shepherd's name to flourish on the plain , I fling th ' unbroken paring o'er my head , Upon the grass a perfect L is read ; Yet on my heart a fairer L is seen , Than what the paring makes upon the green ...
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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.