Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes ...J.B. Lippincott & Company, 1875 - 772 Seiten |
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... heaven . JOHN DONNE . When we behold an angel , not to fear , Is to be impudent . DRYDEN . That we may angels seem , we paint them elves , And are but satires to set up ourselves . DRYDEN . I saw th ' angelic guards from earth ascend ...
... heaven . JOHN DONNE . When we behold an angel , not to fear , Is to be impudent . DRYDEN . That we may angels seem , we paint them elves , And are but satires to set up ourselves . DRYDEN . I saw th ' angelic guards from earth ascend ...
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... heaven - eyed creature sleeps in earth ; And Lamb , the frolic and the gentle , Has vanish'd from his lonely hearth . WORDSWORTH . That mighty orb of song , WORDSWORTH . The divine Milton . And when a damp Fell round the path of Milton ...
... heaven - eyed creature sleeps in earth ; And Lamb , the frolic and the gentle , Has vanish'd from his lonely hearth . WORDSWORTH . That mighty orb of song , WORDSWORTH . The divine Milton . And when a damp Fell round the path of Milton ...
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... heaven is in thy sou Beauty and virtue shine forever round the Bright'ning each other ! thou art all divin ADDIS She moves ! life wanders up and down Through all her face , and lights up every c ADDIS In praising Chloris , moon , and ...
... heaven is in thy sou Beauty and virtue shine forever round the Bright'ning each other ! thou art all divin ADDIS She moves ! life wanders up and down Through all her face , and lights up every c ADDIS In praising Chloris , moon , and ...
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... Heaven did a recompense as largely send ; He gave to misery all he had - a tear ; He gain'd from heaven - ' twas all he wish'd a friend ! GRAY . Fear makes men look aside , and so their footing miss . DRYDEN . The brave man seeks not ...
... Heaven did a recompense as largely send ; He gave to misery all he had - a tear ; He gain'd from heaven - ' twas all he wish'd a friend ! GRAY . Fear makes men look aside , and so their footing miss . DRYDEN . The brave man seeks not ...
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... provide . DF What happiness the rural maid attends In cheerful labour while each day she She gratefully receives what Heaven h And , rich in poverty , enjoys content . SHAKSPEARE . O grant me , heav'n , a middle state , 102 ...
... provide . DF What happiness the rural maid attends In cheerful labour while each day she She gratefully receives what Heaven h And , rich in poverty , enjoys content . SHAKSPEARE . O grant me , heav'n , a middle state , 102 ...
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ADDISON ANNE BRADSTREET beauty BEN JONSON birds bless breast breath bright BYRON charms Childe Harold clouds coursers COWLEY COWPER dark death delight DENHAM doth dreams DRYDEN earth eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear flowers fools gentle give glory golden grace grief happy hast hath heart heaven honour hope hour Hudibras ISAAC WATTS JOANNA BAILLIE king light live look MILTON mind morning muse N. P. WILLIS nature ne'er never night Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace pleasure POPE pow'r praise pride PRIOR ROSCOMMON round shade SHAKSPEARE shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul SPENSER spirit spring stars stream sweet SWIFT tears thee thine things THOMSON thou thought trees truth virtue voice WALLER WALTER HARTE weep wind wings wise woman words YOUNG youth РОРЕ
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Seite 393 - How sleep the Brave, who sink to rest By all their Country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there ! W.
Seite 433 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home! Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Seite 380 - Dark-heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime; The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible: even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Seite 97 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Seite 720 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Seite 29 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Seite 297 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Seite 380 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Seite 105 - O how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy impart.
Seite 546 - I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless; ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.