Selections from the British Poets, Том 1Fitz-Greene Halleck Harper & brothers, 1840 |
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... fear'd they force that fortilage to win , But Wisdom's power , and Temperance's might , By which the mightiest things efforced been : And eke the gate was wrought of substance light , Rather for pleasure than for battery or fight . It ...
... fear'd they force that fortilage to win , But Wisdom's power , and Temperance's might , By which the mightiest things efforced been : And eke the gate was wrought of substance light , Rather for pleasure than for battery or fight . It ...
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... fear , His greatness weigh'd , his will is not his own ; For he himself is subject to his birth : He may not , as unvalued persons do , Carve for himself ; for on his choice depends The 30 WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE . Hamlet, Act i , sc iii.
... fear , His greatness weigh'd , his will is not his own ; For he himself is subject to his birth : He may not , as unvalued persons do , Carve for himself ; for on his choice depends The 30 WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE . Hamlet, Act i , sc iii.
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... Fear it , Ophelia , fear it , my dear sister ; And keep you in the rear of your affection , Out of the shot and danger of desire . The chariest maid is prodigal enough , If she unmask her beauty to the moon : Virtue itself scapes not ...
... Fear it , Ophelia , fear it , my dear sister ; And keep you in the rear of your affection , Out of the shot and danger of desire . The chariest maid is prodigal enough , If she unmask her beauty to the moon : Virtue itself scapes not ...
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... fears . What lull'd thee , then , asleep ? Sweet sleep , which likes me best . Tell me where is thy dwelling - place ? In gentle hearts I rest . What thing doth please thee most ? To gaze on beauty still . What dost thou think to be thy ...
... fears . What lull'd thee , then , asleep ? Sweet sleep , which likes me best . Tell me where is thy dwelling - place ? In gentle hearts I rest . What thing doth please thee most ? To gaze on beauty still . What dost thou think to be thy ...
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... fear : However , so it is , the now sad king , Toss'd here and there his quiet to confound , Feels a strange weight of sorrows gathering Upon his trembling heart , and sees no ground ; Feels sudden terror bring cold shivering ; Lists ...
... fear : However , so it is , the now sad king , Toss'd here and there his quiet to confound , Feels a strange weight of sorrows gathering Upon his trembling heart , and sees no ground ; Feels sudden terror bring cold shivering ; Lists ...
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arms bard Bavius behold beneath bless'd bliss bosom bower breast breath bright call'd charms clouds COMUS COUNTESS OF WINCHELSEA court dark death delight divine dost doth dread earth eternal Ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear flame flowers grace grave Greece Grongar Hill grove hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly hill honour immortal Jove king light live Locrine Lycidas Lycurgus lyre mighty mind morn mortal mountains Muse Muse's Nature's ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain peace pleasure poet praise pride proud raptures rill rise round sacred seem'd seraphic shade shepherd shines sight sing sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stamp'd stream sung swain sweet tears Thammuz thee thine thou thought throne tree Twas verse vex'd virtue voice waves ween wild wind wings wonder youth
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Страница 178 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods. — The princes applaud with a furious joy : And the king seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy ; Thais led the way . To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy...
Страница 58 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st...
Страница 300 - Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes, — So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name.
Страница 357 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death? Perhaps in this neglected spot Is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre...
Страница 89 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Страница 92 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Страница 66 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Страница 101 - The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Страница 149 - Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate. Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell?
Страница 92 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry ; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.