Studies from the English PoetsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1852 - 519 oldal |
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14. oldal
... bliss ) condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain ; Millions of Spirits for his fault amerced1 Of Heaven , and from eternal splendours flung For his revolt ; yet faithful how they stood , Their glory withered2 ; as when Heaven's ...
... bliss ) condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain ; Millions of Spirits for his fault amerced1 Of Heaven , and from eternal splendours flung For his revolt ; yet faithful how they stood , Their glory withered2 ; as when Heaven's ...
22. oldal
... bliss , condemned In this abhorrèd deep to utter woe ; Where pain of unextinguishable fire 85 Must exercise us without hope of end , The vassals of his anger , when the scourge Inexorably , and the torturing hour , Calls us to penance ...
... bliss , condemned In this abhorrèd deep to utter woe ; Where pain of unextinguishable fire 85 Must exercise us without hope of end , The vassals of his anger , when the scourge Inexorably , and the torturing hour , Calls us to penance ...
29. oldal
... bliss , Faded so soon . Advise , if this be worth Attempting , or to sit in darkness here Hatching vain empires . " - Thus Beelzebub Pleaded his devilish counsel , first devised By Satan , and in part proposed : * * * * * The bold ...
... bliss , Faded so soon . Advise , if this be worth Attempting , or to sit in darkness here Hatching vain empires . " - Thus Beelzebub Pleaded his devilish counsel , first devised By Satan , and in part proposed : * * * * * The bold ...
43. oldal
... bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er Elysian flowers her amber stream ; With these , that never fade , the Spirits elect 105 Bind their resplendent locks inwreathed with beams ; Now in loose garlands thick thrown off , the bright ...
... bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er Elysian flowers her amber stream ; With these , that never fade , the Spirits elect 105 Bind their resplendent locks inwreathed with beams ; Now in loose garlands thick thrown off , the bright ...
44. oldal
... bliss wherein he sat Second to thee , offered himself to die For Man's offence . O unexampled love , Love no where to be found less than Divine ! Hail , Son of God , Saviour of men ! Thy name Shall be the copious matter of my song ...
... bliss wherein he sat Second to thee , offered himself to die For Man's offence . O unexampled love , Love no where to be found less than Divine ! Hail , Son of God , Saviour of men ! Thy name Shall be the copious matter of my song ...
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144. oldal - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
183. oldal - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
502. oldal - Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.
185. oldal - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word, — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle...
285. oldal - If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: if a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villany you teach me I will execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
497. 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.
357. oldal - Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train And rudely rends thy robes ; So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! W.
495. oldal - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
494. 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...
362. oldal - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kissed the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.