Conversations on Poetry:: Intended for the Amusement and Instruction of ChildrenWilliam Darton, 1824 - 144 oldal |
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38. oldal
... existed neither records nor chro- nology from which true histories might be gained - according to those fables of the Grecian poets , Apollo presented a lyre to Orpheus , and such a wonderful one ! for its magic power is said to have ...
... existed neither records nor chro- nology from which true histories might be gained - according to those fables of the Grecian poets , Apollo presented a lyre to Orpheus , and such a wonderful one ! for its magic power is said to have ...
39. oldal
... existed in the fancies of the ancients ; but meta- phor is something , for it is employed to describe one object by the qualities of some other object more generally known , or more striking in its nature . " " We will have a little ...
... existed in the fancies of the ancients ; but meta- phor is something , for it is employed to describe one object by the qualities of some other object more generally known , or more striking in its nature . " " We will have a little ...
51. oldal
... delightful harp called the Muses from their fa- vourite abodes ! -But , seriously , papa , I am not over fond of the Greeks with all their imaginary poets : -I do not believe that there ever existed either an Orpheus , a Linus 51.
... delightful harp called the Muses from their fa- vourite abodes ! -But , seriously , papa , I am not over fond of the Greeks with all their imaginary poets : -I do not believe that there ever existed either an Orpheus , a Linus 51.
52. oldal
... existed either an Orpheus , a Linus , or a Musæus ! -Do you , papa ? -- -And if there did not , the Greeks had no right to consider themselves as the fathers of poetry and literature . " " In the earlier ages of the world , " said Mr. C ...
... existed either an Orpheus , a Linus , or a Musæus ! -Do you , papa ? -- -And if there did not , the Greeks had no right to consider themselves as the fathers of poetry and literature . " " In the earlier ages of the world , " said Mr. C ...
113. oldal
... ing it to ' Sunny bowers ' mong balmy flowers ' that never in reality existed . " " Well , then , I must recall what I said . You have been accustomed to prefer poetry which describes real ob- jects and real events K 2 113.
... ing it to ' Sunny bowers ' mong balmy flowers ' that never in reality existed . " " Well , then , I must recall what I said . You have been accustomed to prefer poetry which describes real ob- jects and real events K 2 113.
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admire Æneid amuse bard Beaumaris beautiful virgin bees blossoms called charms Clara conversation convey instruction Copper-plates Cowper's dear deck delightful descriptive poetry didactic poetry epic poem epic poetry exclaimed fable fancy Fanny farmer's daughter father favourite flowers fond genius Geysers girl Greeks half bound happiness heard heath-fowl Helen hero Holborn Hill Homer Iliad illustrious imagination invention Iris language lines little Rosina lively lively colours lyre Maria Mary Elliott Mary Hughes Maurice ment metaphor Milton mind morning moun myrtle nature never o'er objects Orpheus papa pastoral poetry peculiar peeps plain Plates pleasures poet poetical composition prose repeat rise rural scene scenery scriptive shepherd simile sister SMALLFIELD smiling snow song species spring steam-vessel style suppose sure sweets tains taphor taste tell thee thing thou tion truth Ulysses understand verse village walk whilst William Darton young
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34. oldal - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced.
33. oldal - I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capped, Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own.
95. oldal - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
33. oldal - I heard the bell toll'd' on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — It was.
127. oldal - Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe th' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
34. oldal - I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no...
92. oldal - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
125. oldal - He knew his lord ; he knew, and strove to meet ; In vain he strove to crawl and kiss his feet ; Yet (all he could) his tail, his ears, his eyes, Salute his master, and confess his joys.
27. oldal - ... wood, — To thy protecting shade she runs, Thy tender buds supply her food ; Her young forsake her downy plumes To rest upon thy opening blooms. Flower of the desert though thou art ! The deer that range the mountain free, The graceful doe, the stately hart, Their food and shelter seek from thee ; The bee thy earliest blossom greets, And draws from thee her choicest sweets. Gem of the heath ! whose modest bloom Sheds beauty o'er the lonely moor : Though thou dispense no rich perfume, Nor yet...
124. oldal - Thus, near the gates conferring as they drew, Argus, the dog, his ancient master knew: He not unconscious of the voice and tread, Lifts to the sound his ear, and rears his head; Bred by Ulysses, nourish'd at his board, But, ah!