A Collection of Eighteenth Century VerseMargaret Lynn Macmillan, 1907 - 484 oldal |
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35. oldal
... Vale : When the loosed Horse now , as his Pasture leads , Comes slowly grazing thro ' the adjoining Meads , Whose stealing Pace , and lengthened Shade we fear , Till torn up Forage in his Teeth we hear : When nibbling Sheep at large ...
... Vale : When the loosed Horse now , as his Pasture leads , Comes slowly grazing thro ' the adjoining Meads , Whose stealing Pace , and lengthened Shade we fear , Till torn up Forage in his Teeth we hear : When nibbling Sheep at large ...
192. oldal
... vale , As circles on a smooth canal : The mountains round , unhappy fate ! Sooner or later , of all height , Withdraw their summits from the skies , And lessen as the others rise : Still the prospect wider spreads , Adds a thousand ...
... vale , As circles on a smooth canal : The mountains round , unhappy fate ! Sooner or later , of all height , Withdraw their summits from the skies , And lessen as the others rise : Still the prospect wider spreads , Adds a thousand ...
196. oldal
... vale perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep ; While the birds unbounded fly , And with music fill the sky , Now , e'en now , my joys run high . Be full , ye courts ; be great who will ...
... vale perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep ; While the birds unbounded fly , And with music fill the sky , Now , e'en now , my joys run high . Be full , ye courts ; be great who will ...
201. oldal
... vale below . IIO 115 120 125 Look upon that flowery plain , How the sheep surround their swain , How they crowd to hear his strain ! All careless with his legs across , Leaning on a bank of moss , He spends his empty hours at play ...
... vale below . IIO 115 120 125 Look upon that flowery plain , How the sheep surround their swain , How they crowd to hear his strain ! All careless with his legs across , Leaning on a bank of moss , He spends his empty hours at play ...
203. oldal
... vale ; While softer gales succeed , at whose kind touch , Dissolving snows in livid torrents lost , The mountains lift their green heads to the sky . As yet the trembling year is unconfirmed , And Winter oft at eve resumes the breeze ...
... vale ; While softer gales succeed , at whose kind touch , Dissolving snows in livid torrents lost , The mountains lift their green heads to the sky . As yet the trembling year is unconfirmed , And Winter oft at eve resumes the breeze ...
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Népszerű szakaszok
85. oldal - All nature is but art, unknown to thee ; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see ; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good. And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear,
323. oldal - Far other aims his heart had learned to prize, More skilled to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
254. oldal - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
322. oldal - To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread, To pick her wintry faggot from the thorn, To seek her nightly shed, and weep till morn; She only left of all the harmless train, The sad historian of the pensive plain.
253. 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.
325. oldal - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
326. oldal - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad, shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
318. oldal - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
321. oldal - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
250. oldal - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight...