... The Task, a Poem ...: For the Use of Schools and AcademiesPhillips, Sampson, & Company, 1842 - 150 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 36 találatból.
7. oldal
... praise , but censured - Fête champêtre - The book concludes with a reflection on the fatal effects of dissipation and effeminacy upon our public measures . I SING the Sofa . I , who lately sang Truth , Hope , and Charity , * and touch'd ...
... praise , but censured - Fête champêtre - The book concludes with a reflection on the fatal effects of dissipation and effeminacy upon our public measures . I SING the Sofa . I , who lately sang Truth , Hope , and Charity , * and touch'd ...
11. oldal
... praise of nature most sincere , 150 And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of poetic pomp , But genuine , and art partner of them all . How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slacken'd to a pause , and we have borne ...
... praise of nature most sincere , 150 And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of poetic pomp , But genuine , and art partner of them all . How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slacken'd to a pause , and we have borne ...
12. oldal
... Praise justly due to those that I describe . Nor rural sights alone , but rural sounds , 180 Exhilarate the spirit , and restore The tone of languid Nature . Mighty winds , That sweep the skirt of some far - spreading wood Of ancient ...
... Praise justly due to those that I describe . Nor rural sights alone , but rural sounds , 180 Exhilarate the spirit , and restore The tone of languid Nature . Mighty winds , That sweep the skirt of some far - spreading wood Of ancient ...
26. oldal
... praise . Now mark a spot or two , 725 That so much beauty would do well to purge ; And show this queen of cities , that so fair , May yet be foul ; so witty , yet not wise 730 It is not seemly , nor of good report 26 THE TASK .
... praise . Now mark a spot or two , 725 That so much beauty would do well to purge ; And show this queen of cities , that so fair , May yet be foul ; so witty , yet not wise 730 It is not seemly , nor of good report 26 THE TASK .
35. oldal
... when they should fight : when such as these Presume to lay their hand upon the ark 231 Of her magnificent and awful cause ? Time was when it was praise and boast enough In every clime , and travel where we might , THE TIME - PIECE . 35.
... when they should fight : when such as these Presume to lay their hand upon the ark 231 Of her magnificent and awful cause ? Time was when it was praise and boast enough In every clime , and travel where we might , THE TIME - PIECE . 35.
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beauty beneath boast breath call'd cause charg'd charms clime death Deciduous delight distant divine domestick dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fancy fast favour'd fear feeds feel field of glory fix'd flow'rs folly form'd fountain of eternal frown fruit gives glory grace grave groves hand happiness heart Heav'n honour hopes and fears Hosanna human king labour learn'd less liberty lost lov'd lyre magick mercy Mighty winds mind mov'd musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymphs o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasures polish'd pow'r praise proud publick rapture riddance rude rural sacred sake scene seek seem'd shade shine sighs silent sleep sloth smile Sofa soft song soon soul sound spleen stream sweet sycophant task taste thee theme thine thou art toil touch'd trembling truth Twas vale virtue wand'ring weary wind winter wisdom worthy
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30. oldal - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
30. oldal - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
77. oldal - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
144. oldal - One song employs all nations ; and all cry " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us-! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
55. oldal - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew, To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.
12. oldal - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore, And lull the spirit while they fill the mind; Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast, And all their leaves fast flutt'ring, all at once.
30. oldal - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed, Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
125. oldal - The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half suppress'd : Pleased with his solitude, and flitting light From spray to spray, where'er he rests he shakes From many a twig the pendent drops of ice That tinkle in the wither'd leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence. Meditation here May think down hours to moments. Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And Learning wiser grow without his books.
40. oldal - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
145. oldal - All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, And endless her increase. Thy rams are there. * Nebaioth, and the flocks of Kedar there, The looms of Ormus, and the mines of Ind, And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there.