The Poetical Works of Johnson, Parnell, Gray, and SmollettJ. Nichol, 1855 - 254 oldal |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 5 találat összesen 31 találatból.
26. oldal
... beneath the reach of power , And leaves the wealthy traitor in the Tower ; Untouch'd his cottage , and his slumbers sound , Though Confiscation's vultures hover round . The needy traveller , serene and gay , Walks the wild heath , and ...
... beneath the reach of power , And leaves the wealthy traitor in the Tower ; Untouch'd his cottage , and his slumbers sound , Though Confiscation's vultures hover round . The needy traveller , serene and gay , Walks the wild heath , and ...
29. oldal
... beneath Misfortune's blow , With louder ruin , to the gulphs below ! What gave great Villiers to the assassin's knife , And fix'd disease on Harley's closing life ? What murder'd Wentworth , and what exiled Hyde , By kings protected ...
... beneath Misfortune's blow , With louder ruin , to the gulphs below ! What gave great Villiers to the assassin's knife , And fix'd disease on Harley's closing life ? What murder'd Wentworth , and what exiled Hyde , By kings protected ...
31. oldal
... standards fly , And all be mine beneath the polar sky . ' The march begins in military state , And nations on his eye suspended wait ; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast , And Winter barricades THE VANITY OF HUMAN WISHES . 31.
... standards fly , And all be mine beneath the polar sky . ' The march begins in military state , And nations on his eye suspended wait ; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast , And Winter barricades THE VANITY OF HUMAN WISHES . 31.
45. oldal
... through the midnight shade , Beneath the moon's pale orb I stray , Soft pleasing woes my heart invade , As Prognè1 pours the melting lay . เ Progne : ' the nightingale . 6 From this capricious clime she soars , Oh ! ODES . 45.
... through the midnight shade , Beneath the moon's pale orb I stray , Soft pleasing woes my heart invade , As Prognè1 pours the melting lay . เ Progne : ' the nightingale . 6 From this capricious clime she soars , Oh ! ODES . 45.
67. oldal
... beneath yon beechen shade ; While wretched we about the world must roam , And leave our pleasing fields , and native home ; Here at your ease you sing your amorous flame , And the wood rings with Amaryllis ' name . Tityrus . Those ...
... beneath yon beechen shade ; While wretched we about the world must roam , And leave our pleasing fields , and native home ; Here at your ease you sing your amorous flame , And the wood rings with Amaryllis ' name . Tityrus . Those ...
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Æsop Anacreon ancient ANTISTROPHE bard beauty beneath blushes bosom breast breathe business bend call'd charms CLAUDE PHILLIPS COLLEY CIBBER Comus cries dart death delight dread dress'd e'er ease Elegy Eton College eyes Faeries fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flies flowers genius gentle George Ashe glittering gold grace grave Gray grove hand head heart Hesiod honour Johnson Jove king lady lazy lakes Lord mind Mirth Muse never night numbers nymph o'er Odin once Ovid pain Parnell passion peace plain pleasure poems poet poetry Pope praise Preluding music pride rage reign rise round rove sacred scene scorn Scriblerus Club shade shine sighs sing smiles soft song soul Stella swains sweet tear thee thine THOMAS PARNELL thou thought toil tongue toy'd tread Twas vale verse virtue voice wind wing youth
Népszerű szakaszok
159. oldal - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
166. oldal - 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...
162. oldal - Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader, browner shade, Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease...
178. oldal - 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.
167. oldal - Alas ! regardless of their doom, The little victims play: No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.
205. oldal - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite 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.
205. oldal - He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
204. oldal - 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...
163. oldal - But flutter through life's little day, In Fortune's varying colours drest, Brush'd by the hand of rough mischance, Or chill'd by age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive, kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic, while 'tis May.
167. oldal - 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.