The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, 2. kötetHarper & brothers, 1851 |
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... died away . On the accession of George the First to the throne , Philips was made commissioner of the collieries ; and when Dr. Boulter became archbishop of Armagh , in Ireland , the poet accompanied the prelate to that country , and ...
... died away . On the accession of George the First to the throne , Philips was made commissioner of the collieries ; and when Dr. Boulter became archbishop of Armagh , in Ireland , the poet accompanied the prelate to that country , and ...
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... died in distressed circumstances , in 1742 , and was buried at Wotton , near Henley- on - Arden . Somerville wrote in a variety of strains , but in none with elevation suffi- cient to entitle him to greater praise than that of ' writing ...
... died in distressed circumstances , in 1742 , and was buried at Wotton , near Henley- on - Arden . Somerville wrote in a variety of strains , but in none with elevation suffi- cient to entitle him to greater praise than that of ' writing ...
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... dying words bespoke The virgins , weeping round : ' I hear a voice you can not hear , Which says I must not stay ; I ... died . Her corpse was borne The bridegroom blithe to meet ; He in his wedding trim so gay , She in her winding sheet ...
... dying words bespoke The virgins , weeping round : ' I hear a voice you can not hear , Which says I must not stay ; I ... died . Her corpse was borne The bridegroom blithe to meet ; He in his wedding trim so gay , She in her winding sheet ...
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... died the best of passions , love and fame . Yet write , oh write me all , that I may join Griefs to thy griefs , and echo sighs to thine ! Nor foes nor fortune take this power away ; And is my Abelard less kind than they ? Tears still ...
... died the best of passions , love and fame . Yet write , oh write me all , that I may join Griefs to thy griefs , and echo sighs to thine ! Nor foes nor fortune take this power away ; And is my Abelard less kind than they ? Tears still ...
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... dying remarks was , ' There is nothing that is meritorious but virtue and friendship ; and , indeed , friendship itself is only a part of virtue . ' Pope died at Twickenham , on the thirtieth of May , 1744 , having just passed the fifty ...
... dying remarks was , ' There is nothing that is meritorious but virtue and friendship ; and , indeed , friendship itself is only a part of virtue . ' Pope died at Twickenham , on the thirtieth of May , 1744 , having just passed the fifty ...
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340. oldal - With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by th' unlettered muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
24. oldal - I'm weary of conjectures — This must end them. (Laying his hand upon his sword. Thus am I doubly armed : my death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me : This in a moment brings me to an end, But this informs me I shall never die.
339. oldal - Await alike the inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
381. oldal - Whose beard descending swept his aged breast; The ruined spendthrift, now no longer proud, Claimed kindred there, and had his claims allowed; The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talked the night away, Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won.
382. oldal - At church with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
339. oldal - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learned to stray: Along the cool, sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
380. oldal - Thus every good his native wilds impart Imprints the patriot passion on his heart ; And even those ills that round his mansion rise Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar But bind him to his native mountains more.
236. oldal - I knew a very wise man that believed that if a man were permitted to make all the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws of a nation!
339. oldal - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th
380. oldal - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...