Addison to BlakeThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan and Company, 1880 |
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3. oldal
... animated rocks to live : ' Tis Britain's care to watch o'er Europe's fate And hold in balance each contending state , To threaten bold presumptuous kings with war , And answer B 2 JOSEPH ADDISON . 3 Extract from The Letter from Italy.
... animated rocks to live : ' Tis Britain's care to watch o'er Europe's fate And hold in balance each contending state , To threaten bold presumptuous kings with war , And answer B 2 JOSEPH ADDISON . 3 Extract from The Letter from Italy.
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... fate : While with calm joy , safe landed on the coast , I view the waves on which I once was tost . Love is a medley of endearments , jars , Suspicions , quarrels , reconcilements , wars , Then peace again . O would it not be best To ...
... fate : While with calm joy , safe landed on the coast , I view the waves on which I once was tost . Love is a medley of endearments , jars , Suspicions , quarrels , reconcilements , wars , Then peace again . O would it not be best To ...
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... fates above ; The bleak Arcturus still forbid the seas , The stormy Kids , the weeping Hyades ; The shining lyre with strains attracting more Heaven's glittering mansions now than Hell's before ; Glad Cassiopeia circling in the sky ...
... fates above ; The bleak Arcturus still forbid the seas , The stormy Kids , the weeping Hyades ; The shining lyre with strains attracting more Heaven's glittering mansions now than Hell's before ; Glad Cassiopeia circling in the sky ...
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... fate I drive on my car in processional state . So with Phia through Athens Pisistratus rode ; Men thought her Minerva , and him a new God . But why should I stories of Athens rehearse Where people knew love , and were partial to verse ...
... fate I drive on my car in processional state . So with Phia through Athens Pisistratus rode ; Men thought her Minerva , and him a new God . But why should I stories of Athens rehearse Where people knew love , and were partial to verse ...
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... ages move , ' Tis so ordained , ( would Fate but mend it ! ) That I shall be past making love , When she begins to comprehend it . A SONG . In vain you tell your parting lover MATTHEW PRIOR . 21 To a Child of Quality, Five Years.
... ages move , ' Tis so ordained , ( would Fate but mend it ! ) That I shall be past making love , When she begins to comprehend it . A SONG . In vain you tell your parting lover MATTHEW PRIOR . 21 To a Child of Quality, Five Years.
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369. oldal - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds, too late, that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is— to die.
366. oldal - As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
556. oldal - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
539. oldal - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
512. oldal - A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison. Yestreen when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro...
592. oldal - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. 'Piper, pipe that song again;
595. oldal - In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire ? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart ? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand?
248. oldal - Prince of Peace, Hail the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings. Mild he lays his glory by, Born that Man no more may die: Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth.
278. oldal - twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure...
361. oldal - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled and all thy charms withdrawn; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain: 40 No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way.