The Poetical Fate Book; Or, the New Fortune TellerJames Munroe, 1851 - 79 страница |
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... things , And forms impalpable and unperceived By others ' sight , familiar are to his . Gentleman . 16 . Lady . She bears herself So gently , that the lily on its stalk Bends not so easily its dewy head . Byron . Percival 17. Of manners ...
... things , And forms impalpable and unperceived By others ' sight , familiar are to his . Gentleman . 16 . Lady . She bears herself So gently , that the lily on its stalk Bends not so easily its dewy head . Byron . Percival 17. Of manners ...
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... things , Of costly stones , and gold , Of silks , fine wool , and spiceries , And all that's bought and sold . 13. You'll use up life in anxious cares , To lay up hoards for future years . Miss Howitt . 14. Every day a rich reward will ...
... things , Of costly stones , and gold , Of silks , fine wool , and spiceries , And all that's bought and sold . 13. You'll use up life in anxious cares , To lay up hoards for future years . Miss Howitt . 14. Every day a rich reward will ...
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... things , yet a prey to all , Sole judge of truth , in endless error hurled , The glory , jest , and riddle of the world . Pope . 17. Brief , brave , and glorious is his young career . Byron's Childe Harold . 18. His soul like bark with ...
... things , yet a prey to all , Sole judge of truth , in endless error hurled , The glory , jest , and riddle of the world . Pope . 17. Brief , brave , and glorious is his young career . Byron's Childe Harold . 18. His soul like bark with ...
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... things there are to love , And grac'd by novelty we find , The city's concourse to your mind . 28. On the vine clad hills of Bingen , fair Bingen on the Rhine . 29. Amidst the gales of balmy Italy ! Oh ! as they fleet along They bear ...
... things there are to love , And grac'd by novelty we find , The city's concourse to your mind . 28. On the vine clad hills of Bingen , fair Bingen on the Rhine . 29. Amidst the gales of balmy Italy ! Oh ! as they fleet along They bear ...
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... eye , tongue , sword . Shakespeare . 10. There in his mossy mansion skilled to rule , The village master taught his little school . Goldsmith . 11. And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things THE NEW FORTUNE TELLER . 69.
... eye , tongue , sword . Shakespeare . 10. There in his mossy mansion skilled to rule , The village master taught his little school . Goldsmith . 11. And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things THE NEW FORTUNE TELLER . 69.
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beauty Bingen breast breathe bright brow Byron C. F. Hoffman calm disclose Charles Sprague charms cheek cloud Cowper crowd to reign dark dreams dwell face fair fate flower fond fools forever friends frigid coxcombs G. W. Bethune Gentleman gives her woman's glow Goldsmith Grac'd grace hath Heaven Heber Hemans Hope may sustain hour still shone innocence impart J. N. Barker J. T. Fields J. T. Watson JAMES MUNROE Lady light live Lord love's manly lover blest melody to reach merry mirth Miss Howitt Moore mysterious unison næbody ne'er Norton o'er a crowd pain panting o'er perfect woman piercing melody Pope pure Quick in revenge ravished rich rill scorn Scott Shakespeare smile soft sorrow soul distinctly spoke Southey spirit streams summer sunbeam sunny sunshine broken sweet specific tears thee Thine thou art thou wilt thro thy mind Timon wedding woman Wordsworth Ye'll You'll live
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Страница 62 - 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...
Страница 78 - The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonized the whole, And oh! that eye was in itself a Soul...
Страница 50 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel 13 light. XV.— I WANDERED LONELY. 1804. I WANDERED lonely as a cloud...
Страница 56 - ... a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit : For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Страница 60 - The village master taught his little school: A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Страница 31 - Here Reynolds is laid, and, to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind ; His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand ; His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
Страница 60 - AN honest man here lies at rest, As e'er God with his image blest; The friend of man, the friend of truth; The friend of age, and guide of youth : Few hearts like his, with virtue warm'd, Few heads with knowledge so inform'd : If there's another world, he lives in bliss; If there is none, he made the best of this.
Страница 74 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.
Страница 51 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike; And like the sun, they shine on all alike.
Страница 24 - And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace A Nymph, a Naiad, or a Grace, Of finer form, or lovelier face...