Poétique anglaise, Band 3 |
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Seite 64
... passion and in heat . But the dull offspring of the mariage - bed , What is it ; but a human piece of lead ? A sottish lump , engender'd of all ills , Begot , like cats , against their fathers wills ? Il rentre , sa moitié fausse tous ...
... passion and in heat . But the dull offspring of the mariage - bed , What is it ; but a human piece of lead ? A sottish lump , engender'd of all ills , Begot , like cats , against their fathers wills ? Il rentre , sa moitié fausse tous ...
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... passion , let him find Some willing female out ; what , tho ' she be The very dregs and scum of infamy , Tho ' she be Linsey - Woolsey , bawd or whore , Close - stool to Venus , nature's common shore , Impudent , foolish , rotten with ...
... passion , let him find Some willing female out ; what , tho ' she be The very dregs and scum of infamy , Tho ' she be Linsey - Woolsey , bawd or whore , Close - stool to Venus , nature's common shore , Impudent , foolish , rotten with ...
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... passion means , And artful silence more than words explains . Methinks a thousand Graces more I see , And I could ... passions soudain le fleuve impétueux . Rompt la digue 104 POÉTIQUE ANGLAISE .
... passion means , And artful silence more than words explains . Methinks a thousand Graces more I see , And I could ... passions soudain le fleuve impétueux . Rompt la digue 104 POÉTIQUE ANGLAISE .
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... bursts upon his sight , And moves in all the majesty of light . Though loud at first the Pilgrim's passion grew , Sudden he gaz'd , and wist not what to do ; Être l'enfant chéri mais non l'enfant gâté . Nos voyageurs 120 POÉTIQUE ANGLAISE .
... bursts upon his sight , And moves in all the majesty of light . Though loud at first the Pilgrim's passion grew , Sudden he gaz'd , and wist not what to do ; Être l'enfant chéri mais non l'enfant gâté . Nos voyageurs 120 POÉTIQUE ANGLAISE .
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... passion to create , As when she touch'd the brink of all we hate . Narcissa's nature , tolerably mild , / To make a wash , would hardly stew a child ; Has ev'n been prov'd to grant a lover's prayer , And paid a tradesman once to make ...
... passion to create , As when she touch'd the brink of all we hate . Narcissa's nature , tolerably mild , / To make a wash , would hardly stew a child ; Has ev'n been prov'd to grant a lover's prayer , And paid a tradesman once to make ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
amant Amid amour arms attraits bear beauté BÉLINDE beneath breast breath brillant but the brave call CARDELIA chants charms Chloe ciel cieux cœur CUDDY dear death desire Dieu douce doux e'er earth envy Eurydice ev'n ev'ry eyes fate fear femme find first friend gave give glow goddess good grace great half hand happy head hear heart heav'n hélas high hope kind know l'amour LADY last life light look lost love lovely madame made make mind Mondor music Musidore my breast my fancy nature's never night nymph o'er once plaisirs pleasure pleurs pow'r pride reason right round Roxane ruby lips scorn shade sigh SMILINDA soft soon soul sound strange Sullen swain sweet take tears tendre their think thou thought thrice thro tremble vanity virtue wish world wretch youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 188 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay: If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way.
Seite 78 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Seite 332 - Ah little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Seite 80 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast from her sacred store Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Seite 354 - An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A worm ! a god ! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost ! at home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own: how reason reels!
Seite 374 - 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.
Seite 333 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame. How many bleed, By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms ; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs.
Seite 34 - Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Seite 208 - What though no friends in sable weeds appear, Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year, And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show...
Seite 368 - 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, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...