Longer English poems, with notes, ed. by J.W. Hales, 440호John Wesley Hales 1872 |
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... dream On summer eeves by haunted stream . Then to the well - trod stage anon , 130 If Jonson's learned sock be on , Or sweetest Shakespear , Fancies childe , Warble his native wood - notes wilde . And ever against eating cares 135 Lap ...
... dream On summer eeves by haunted stream . Then to the well - trod stage anon , 130 If Jonson's learned sock be on , Or sweetest Shakespear , Fancies childe , Warble his native wood - notes wilde . And ever against eating cares 135 Lap ...
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... dreams , The fickle pensioners of Morpheus train . But hail thou Goddes sage and holy ! 10 Hail ! divinest Melancholy ! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight , And therefore to our weaker view Ore laid with ...
... dreams , The fickle pensioners of Morpheus train . But hail thou Goddes sage and holy ! 10 Hail ! divinest Melancholy ! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight , And therefore to our weaker view Ore laid with ...
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... dream Wave at his wings in airy stream Of lively portrature display'd , Softly on my eyelids laid ; 150 And , as I wake , sweet musick breathe Above , about , or underneath , Sent by som spirit to mortals good , Or th ' unseen Genius of ...
... dream Wave at his wings in airy stream Of lively portrature display'd , Softly on my eyelids laid ; 150 And , as I wake , sweet musick breathe Above , about , or underneath , Sent by som spirit to mortals good , Or th ' unseen Genius of ...
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... dream ! 55 Had ye bin there - for what could that have don ? What could the Muse her self that Orpheus bore , The Muse her self , for her inchanting son , Whom universal Nature did lament , 60 When by the rout that made the hideous roar ...
... dream ! 55 Had ye bin there - for what could that have don ? What could the Muse her self that Orpheus bore , The Muse her self , for her inchanting son , Whom universal Nature did lament , 60 When by the rout that made the hideous roar ...
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... dream that hover'd o'er her head ; A Youth more glitt'ring than a Birth - night Beau , ( That ev'n in slumber caused her cheek to glow ) Seem'd to her ear his winning lips to lay , And thus in whispers said , or seem'd to say ...
... dream that hover'd o'er her head ; A Youth more glitt'ring than a Birth - night Beau , ( That ev'n in slumber caused her cheek to glow ) Seem'd to her ear his winning lips to lay , And thus in whispers said , or seem'd to say ...
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156 페이지 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
100 페이지 - 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.
104 페이지 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven, As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm ; Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, • Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
136 페이지 - O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.
103 페이지 - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
157 페이지 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
78 페이지 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke : How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; 30 Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short...
79 페이지 - 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.
14 페이지 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
134 페이지 - We listened and looked sideways up ! Fear at my heart, as at a cup, My life-blood seemed to sip ! The stars were dim, and thick the night, The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white; From the sails the dew did drip — Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon, with one bright star 210 Within the nether tip.