Specimens of English poetry. For the use of Charterhouse school1883 |
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... pride ; 130 And sought a solitude forlorn In secret , where he died . " But mine the sorrow , mine the fault , And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought , 135 And stretch me where he lay . " And there forlorn ...
... pride ; 130 And sought a solitude forlorn In secret , where he died . " But mine the sorrow , mine the fault , And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought , 135 And stretch me where he lay . " And there forlorn ...
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... pride of great ones scorn This charmer of the plains : That sun , who bids their diamonds blaze , 15 To paint our lily deigns . Long had she fill'd each youth with love , Each maiden with despair ; And though by all a wonder own'd , Yet ...
... pride of great ones scorn This charmer of the plains : That sun , who bids their diamonds blaze , 15 To paint our lily deigns . Long had she fill'd each youth with love , Each maiden with despair ; And though by all a wonder own'd , Yet ...
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... pride : From doubt and from darkness thou only canst free . “ And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn . So breaks on the traveller , faint and astray , 41 The bright and the balmy effulgence ...
... pride : From doubt and from darkness thou only canst free . “ And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn . So breaks on the traveller , faint and astray , 41 The bright and the balmy effulgence ...
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... pride , Or impious discontent , At aught thy wisdom has denied , Or aught thy goodness lent . Teach me to feel another's woe , To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show , That mercy show to me . Mean though I am , not wholly ...
... pride , Or impious discontent , At aught thy wisdom has denied , Or aught thy goodness lent . Teach me to feel another's woe , To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show , That mercy show to me . Mean though I am , not wholly ...
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... pride . " Here bore him barefaced on his bier Six proper youths and tall , And many a tear bedew'd his grave Within yon kirk - yard wall . ” " And art thou dead , thou gentle youth ! And art thou dead and gone ! And didst thou die for ...
... pride . " Here bore him barefaced on his bier Six proper youths and tall , And many a tear bedew'd his grave Within yon kirk - yard wall . ” " And art thou dead , thou gentle youth ! And art thou dead and gone ! And didst thou die for ...
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ADAM AND EVE angels art thou beauty BEN JONSON beneath bless blest bliss bowers breast breath bright call'd Canaan charms clouds Crazy Jane cries dark dear death delight doth dwell earth Eurydice Ev'n eyes fair faith fear flowers foreign bands gentle glory glow grace grave green grove hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hermit holy hope hour John Barleycorn king land learn'd light live look'd Lord lubber fiend lyre meads of asphodel morn murmur ne'er night numbers nymph o'er pain pass'd passion peace pity pleasure poor praise pride proud rest rise rose round seem'd shade sigh sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spring swain sweet SWEET Auburn tears thee thine thou art thought Timotheus trembling truth upstar virtue voice wandering wave weep wild winds wings wish'd youth
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Страница 80 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Страница 146 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Страница 107 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait; And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Страница 257 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war: These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Страница 210 - Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small a part of time they share That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Страница 236 - It was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found, He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And, with a natural sigh — " Tis some poor...
Страница 86 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they: While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Страница 112 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Страница 192 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields : A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Страница 81 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...