The Poetical Works of Johnson, Parnell, Gray, and SmollettJ. Nichol, 1855 - 254 oldal |
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... , I can say it already ! " His first teacher , Dame Oliver , a widow , thought him , as she well might , the best scholar she ever had . From her he passed into the hands of one Tom Brown , an The Life of Samuel Johnson.
... , I can say it already ! " His first teacher , Dame Oliver , a widow , thought him , as she well might , the best scholar she ever had . From her he passed into the hands of one Tom Brown , an The Life of Samuel Johnson.
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... hands , showed it in all directions ) , but continued to recur at frequent intervals till the close of his life . His malady was undoubtedly of a maniacal cast , resembling Cowper's , but subdued by superior strength of will - a ...
... hands , showed it in all directions ) , but continued to recur at frequent intervals till the close of his life . His malady was undoubtedly of a maniacal cast , resembling Cowper's , but subdued by superior strength of will - a ...
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... hands on , and began to display his unrivalled conversational powers , being often seen " lounging about the college gates , with a circle of young students around him , whom he was entertain- ing with wit , keeping from their studies ...
... hands on , and began to display his unrivalled conversational powers , being often seen " lounging about the college gates , with a circle of young students around him , whom he was entertain- ing with wit , keeping from their studies ...
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... hand , The tide retiring , calls me from the land : Farewell ! -When , youth , and health , and fortune spent Thou fliest for refuge to the wilds of Kent ; And , tired like me with follies and with crimes , In angry numbers warn'st ...
... hand , The tide retiring , calls me from the land : Farewell ! -When , youth , and health , and fortune spent Thou fliest for refuge to the wilds of Kent ; And , tired like me with follies and with crimes , In angry numbers warn'st ...
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... hand , or prompts the suppliant voice ; How nations sink , by darling schemes oppress'd , When Vengeance listens to the fool's request ; Fate wings with every wish the afflictive dart , Each gift of Nature , and each grace of Art , With ...
... hand , or prompts the suppliant voice ; How nations sink , by darling schemes oppress'd , When Vengeance listens to the fool's request ; Fate wings with every wish the afflictive dart , Each gift of Nature , and each grace of Art , With ...
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Anacreon ancient ANTISTROPHE bard beauty beneath blushes bosom breast breathe business bend call'd charms CLAUDE PHILLIPS COLLEY CIBBER Comus cries Cupid dart death delight Dr Johnson dread dress'd e'er Elegy Eton College eyes Faeries fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame flies flowers genius gentle George Ashe glittering gold grace grave Gray grove hand head heart Hesiod honour Johnson Jove king lady Lord mind Mirth Muse never night numbers nymph o'er Odin 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 tuneful Twas vale verse virtue voice wind wing youth
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201. oldal - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
158. 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.
175. oldal - On a rock whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
30. oldal - Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee: Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. See nations, slowly wise and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust.
161. 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...
177. 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.
200. oldal - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
166. oldal - Alas, regardless of their doom, The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.
165. 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.
202. oldal - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village- Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...