The Beauties of Modern Literature, in Verse and Prose: To which is Prefixed, a Preliminary View of the Literature of the AgeSherwood, Jones, and Company, 1824 - 484 oldal The preliminary view is chiefly a comparison of classical and romantic poetry. |
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xxxiii. oldal
... dark , The Rev'rend Vicar seconded the plan , A temperate , holy , charitable , man , Who left the foxes to enjoy their holes , And never hunted aught but human souls ; To this Director's care , ' twas kindly given , To point my spirit ...
... dark , The Rev'rend Vicar seconded the plan , A temperate , holy , charitable , man , Who left the foxes to enjoy their holes , And never hunted aught but human souls ; To this Director's care , ' twas kindly given , To point my spirit ...
xxxix. oldal
... dark , without a soli- tary ray of sun - shine to cheer us , how much more miserable and insupportable would be our condition . And yet , this Last Man throws out all his venom against the unoffending sun , as if the cause of human ...
... dark , without a soli- tary ray of sun - shine to cheer us , how much more miserable and insupportable would be our condition . And yet , this Last Man throws out all his venom against the unoffending sun , as if the cause of human ...
lix. oldal
... dark misgivings had , I own , Pass'd , for a moment , through my breast , Fears of some danger , vague , unknown To one or both , -something unblest To happen from this proud request . But these " misgivings " vanish the moment he ...
... dark misgivings had , I own , Pass'd , for a moment , through my breast , Fears of some danger , vague , unknown To one or both , -something unblest To happen from this proud request . But these " misgivings " vanish the moment he ...
lx. oldal
... was found ! Which , ev'n in this dread moment , fond As when they first were round me cast , Loos'd not in death the fatal bond , But , burning , held me to the last- That hair , from under whose dark veil The snowy 1x PRELIMINARY VIEW.
... was found ! Which , ev'n in this dread moment , fond As when they first were round me cast , Loos'd not in death the fatal bond , But , burning , held me to the last- That hair , from under whose dark veil The snowy 1x PRELIMINARY VIEW.
lxi. oldal
... dark veil The snowy neck , like a white sail At moonlight seen , ' twixt wave and wave , Shone out by gleams , that hair to save . But one of whose long glossy wreaths , I could have died ten thousand deaths ! All , all that seem'd one ...
... dark veil The snowy neck , like a white sail At moonlight seen , ' twixt wave and wave , Shone out by gleams , that hair to save . But one of whose long glossy wreaths , I could have died ten thousand deaths ! All , all that seem'd one ...
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xviii. oldal - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise! See the snakes that they rear How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
243. oldal - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments, love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
xviii. oldal - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
418. 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? The captive linnet which enthral? What idle progeny succeed To chase the rolling circle's speed, Or urge the flying ball?
128. oldal - ALL worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time ! I...
478. oldal - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends...
129. oldal - What though beneath thee man put forth His pomp, his pride, his skill ; And arts that made fire, flood, and earth, The vassals of his will ; — Yet mourn I not thy parted sway, Thou dim discrowned king of day...
477. oldal - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels trumpet-tongued against The deep damnation of his taking-off; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
50. oldal - The lark, his lay who thrill'd all day, Sits hush'd his partner nigh ; Breeze, bird, and flower, confess the hour, But where is County Guy ? " The village maid steals through the shade, Her shepherd's suit to hear ; To beauty shy, by lattice high, Sings high-born Cavalier.
xxix. oldal - Humble and rustic life was generally chosen because in that condition the essential passions of the heart find a better soil in which they can attain their maturity, are less under restraint, and speak a plainer and more emphatic language...