Advice in the Pursuits of Literature, Containing Historical, Biographical, and Critical RemarksJ.K, Porter, 1832 - 296 Seiten |
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... thou did'st read that ode , Sent back whilst I in Thanet made abode , Where when thou cam'st unto that word of love , Ev'n in thine eyes I saw how passion strove : That snowy lawn which covered thy bed , Methought look'd white , to see ...
... thou did'st read that ode , Sent back whilst I in Thanet made abode , Where when thou cam'st unto that word of love , Ev'n in thine eyes I saw how passion strove : That snowy lawn which covered thy bed , Methought look'd white , to see ...
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... thou beauty still dost cherish ; If that neglected , beauty soon doth perish . " Care draws on care , woe comforts woe again , Sorrow breeds sorrow , one grief brings forth twain , If live or die , as thou do'st , so do I ; If live , I ...
... thou beauty still dost cherish ; If that neglected , beauty soon doth perish . " Care draws on care , woe comforts woe again , Sorrow breeds sorrow , one grief brings forth twain , If live or die , as thou do'st , so do I ; If live , I ...
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... thou saw'st in that , that saw in thee ; And to them both shall tell the simple truth , What that in pureness was , what thou in youth . Among the prose - writers of the reign of Elizabeth , her schoolmaster should not be forgotten ...
... thou saw'st in that , that saw in thee ; And to them both shall tell the simple truth , What that in pureness was , what thou in youth . Among the prose - writers of the reign of Elizabeth , her schoolmaster should not be forgotten ...
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Samuel Lorenzo Knapp. and no man was better formed for the task . A thou- sand might have been found to have ravaged nations , and swept over empires , in all the greatness of the conqueror , to one who could have reformed the stage ; or ...
Samuel Lorenzo Knapp. and no man was better formed for the task . A thou- sand might have been found to have ravaged nations , and swept over empires , in all the greatness of the conqueror , to one who could have reformed the stage ; or ...
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... , ere they could return , Had stole them from me ; else , O thievish night , Why wouldst thou , but for some felonious end , In thy dark lantern thus close up the stars , That nature hung in Heav'n , and fill'd their lamps 60.
... , ere they could return , Had stole them from me ; else , O thievish night , Why wouldst thou , but for some felonious end , In thy dark lantern thus close up the stars , That nature hung in Heav'n , and fill'd their lamps 60.
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Seite 252 - The oracles are dumb; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving: Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving: No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Seite 69 - 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 61 - Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night ? I did not err, there does a sable cloud •Turn forth her silver lining on the night...
Seite 169 - Where on the ^Egean shore a city stands, Built nobly, pure the air, and light the soil ; Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence, native to famous wits Or hospitable, in her sweet recess, City or suburban, studious walks and shades. See there the olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long; There flowery hill Hymettus, with the sound Of bees...
Seite 64 - I saw them under a green mantling vine, That crawls along the side of yon small hill, Plucking ripe clusters from the tender shoots. Their port was more than human as they stood : I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element That in the colours of the rainbow live, And play i
Seite 156 - I do remember well the hour which burst My spirit's sleep: a fresh May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why; until there rose From the near schoolroom, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Seite 52 - His nature is too noble for the world : He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for his power to thunder.
Seite 253 - In consecrated earth And on the holy hearth The Lars and Lemures moan with midnight plaint ; In urns, and altars round A drear and dying sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint ; And the chill marble seems to sweat, While each peculiar Power foregoes his wonted seat.
Seite 69 - Music the fiercest grief can. charm, And Fate's severest rage disarm ; Music can soften pain to ease, And make despair and madness please : Our joys below it can improve, And antedate the bliss above. This the divine Cecilia found, And to her Maker's praise confin'd the sound. When the full organ joins the tuneful quire, Th...
Seite 101 - Thine, Freedom, thine the blessings pictur'd here, Thine are those charms that dazzle and endear ; Too blest indeed, were such without alloy, But foster'd even by Freedom ills annoy : That independence Britons prize too high, Keeps man from man, and breaks the social tie...