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250. oldal - While round the armed bands Did clap their bloody hands ; He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try ; Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head Down, as upon a bed.
177. oldal - A part how small of the terraqueous globe Is tenanted by man? the rest a waste; Rocks, deserts, frozen seas, and burning sands! Wild haunts of monsters, poisons, stings, and death Such is earth's melancholy map! but, far 'More sad! this earth is a true map of man: So bounded are its haughty lord's delights To woe's wide empire, where deep troubles toss.
v. oldal - ... up the hill in one syllable, and down the dale in another, retaining no part of that stately smooth gait which he vaunts himself with amongst the Greeks and Latins.
177. oldal - As was her sister; whether dread did dwell Or anguish in her hart, is hard to tell: Upon her arme a silver anchor lay, Whereon she leaned ever, as befell; And ever up to heven, as she did pray, Her stedfast eyes were bent, ne swarved other way.
2. oldal - Aloft on yonder bench, with arms dispread, My boy stood shouting there his father's name, Waving his hat around his happy head; And there, a younger group, his sisters came; Smiling they stood, with looks of pleased surprise, While tears of joy were seen in elder eyes.
177. oldal - She was a woman in her freshest age, Of wondrous beauty, and of bounty rare, With goodly grace and comely personage...
209. oldal - Mountain and lake and vale ; the valley disrobed of its verdure ; Derwent retaining yet from eve a glassy reflection Where his expanded breast, then still and smooth as a mirror, Under the woods reposed ; the hills that, calm and majestic, Lifted their heads in the silent sky, from far Glaramara Bleacrag, and Maidenmawr, to Grizedal and westermost Withop.
198. oldal - I believe there is no measure comparable to it, either in our own or in any other language, for might, and majesty, and flexibility and compass.
256. oldal - Whether of these be the more excellent, would bear many speeches; the ancient, no doubt more fit for music, both words and time observing quantity; and more fit lively to express divers passions, by the low or lofty sound of the well-weighed syllable. The latter, likewise, with his rhyme striketh a certain music to the ear; and, in fine, since it doth delight, though by another way, it obtaineth the same purpose; there being in either, sweetness, and wanting in neither, majesty. Truly the English,...
40. oldal - Was it a soothing or a mournful thought, Amid this scene of slaughter, as we stood. Where armies had with recent fury fought, To mark how gentle nature still pursued Her quiet course, as if she took no care For what her noblest work had Buffered there.