Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes : Authors, 550 ; Subjects, 435 ; Quotations, 13,600, Том 1873J. B. Lippincott & Company, 1896 - 772 страница |
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... thou try to hide thyself in. Some , the prevailing malice of the great ( Unhappy men ! ) or adverse fate Surk deep into the gulfs of an afflicted state . ROSCOMMON . Cold news for me : Thus are my blossoms blasted in the bud , And ...
... thou try to hide thyself in. Some , the prevailing malice of the great ( Unhappy men ! ) or adverse fate Surk deep into the gulfs of an afflicted state . ROSCOMMON . Cold news for me : Thus are my blossoms blasted in the bud , And ...
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... thou live , till , like ripe fruit , thou drop Into thy mother's lap ; or be with ease Gather'd , not harshly pluck'd . MILTON . And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage , The hairy gown and mossy cell , Where I may ...
... thou live , till , like ripe fruit , thou drop Into thy mother's lap ; or be with ease Gather'd , not harshly pluck'd . MILTON . And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage , The hairy gown and mossy cell , Where I may ...
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... thou art , whose forward ears are bent On state affairs , to guide the government ; Hear first what Socrates of old has said To the loved youth whom he at Athens bred . DRYDEN . Exalted Socrates ! divinely brave ! Injured he fell , and ...
... thou art , whose forward ears are bent On state affairs , to guide the government ; Hear first what Socrates of old has said To the loved youth whom he at Athens bred . DRYDEN . Exalted Socrates ! divinely brave ! Injured he fell , and ...
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... thou use me as fond children do Their birds , show me my freedom in a string , And when thou'st play'd with me a while , then pull Me back again , to languish in my cage ? SIR W. DAVENANT . Thou marry'st every year The lyric lark and ...
... thou use me as fond children do Their birds , show me my freedom in a string , And when thou'st play'd with me a while , then pull Me back again , to languish in my cage ? SIR W. DAVENANT . Thou marry'st every year The lyric lark and ...
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... thou careless of the nuptial day ? Thy spousal ornament neglected lies ; Arise , prepare the bridal train , arise ... thou as chaste as ice , as pure as snow , Thou shalt not escape calumny . CANDOUR . SHAKSPEARE . Up into the watch ...
... thou careless of the nuptial day ? Thy spousal ornament neglected lies ; Arise , prepare the bridal train , arise ... thou as chaste as ice , as pure as snow , Thou shalt not escape calumny . CANDOUR . SHAKSPEARE . Up into the watch ...
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ADDISON ANNE BRADSTREET beauty BEN JONSON birds BLACKMORE bless bliss 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 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 trees truth virtue voice WALLER WALTER HARTE weep wind wings wise woman words YOUNG youth РОРЕ
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Страница 395 - 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.
Страница 435 - 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.
Страница 572 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Страница 382 - 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.
Страница 429 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Страница 159 - Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Страница 274 - 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 299 - 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.
Страница 382 - 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 deed...