Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Τόμος 5Robert Chambers Amer. Book Exchange, 1879 |
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Σελίδα iv
... land .120 Clifton - The Maid's Lament - Six- Pæstum - From " Italy " . ..120 teen ..182 On a Tear ... .122 Conversation between Lords Chat- William Blake ( 1757-1827 ) .. ..122 ham and Chesterfield .. ..185 To the Muses - Song . ..123 ...
... land .120 Clifton - The Maid's Lament - Six- Pæstum - From " Italy " . ..120 teen ..182 On a Tear ... .122 Conversation between Lords Chat- William Blake ( 1757-1827 ) .. ..122 ham and Chesterfield .. ..185 To the Muses - Song . ..123 ...
Σελίδα 12
... land is heard ; Nor grateful eglantine regales the smell Of those that walk at evening where ye dwell ; But Winter ... lands a prey ; Proclaims the soil a conquest he has won , And scorns to share it with the distant sun . Yet Truth is ...
... land is heard ; Nor grateful eglantine regales the smell Of those that walk at evening where ye dwell ; But Winter ... lands a prey ; Proclaims the soil a conquest he has won , And scorns to share it with the distant sun . Yet Truth is ...
Σελίδα 36
... land . 6 Death of Eliza at the Battle of Minden . - From the Loves of the Plants . ' Now stood Eliza on the wood - crowned height , O'er Minden's plain , spectatress of the fight ; Sought with bold eye amid the bloody strife Her dearer ...
... land . 6 Death of Eliza at the Battle of Minden . - From the Loves of the Plants . ' Now stood Eliza on the wood - crowned height , O'er Minden's plain , spectatress of the fight ; Sought with bold eye amid the bloody strife Her dearer ...
Σελίδα 55
... land ; Who sometimes swills his beer and grinds his meat In a snug corner , christened Chiswell Street ; But oftener , charmed with fashionable air , Amidst the gaudy great of Portman Square . Lord Aylesbury , and Denbigh's lord also ...
... land ; Who sometimes swills his beer and grinds his meat In a snug corner , christened Chiswell Street ; But oftener , charmed with fashionable air , Amidst the gaudy great of Portman Square . Lord Aylesbury , and Denbigh's lord also ...
Σελίδα 63
... land Wi ' mony hopes and fears . Wha kens gin the dear friends I left May still continue mine ? Or gin I e'er again shall taste The joys I left langsyne ? The Nabob . As I drew near my ancient pile My heart beat a ' the way ; Ilk place ...
... land Wi ' mony hopes and fears . Wha kens gin the dear friends I left May still continue mine ? Or gin I e'er again shall taste The joys I left langsyne ? The Nabob . As I drew near my ancient pile My heart beat a ' the way ; Ilk place ...
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Σελίδα 292 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays...
Σελίδα 262 - 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...
Σελίδα 156 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist.
Σελίδα 156 - He struck with his o'ertaking wings And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Σελίδα 159 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes ; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Σελίδα 324 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Σελίδα 279 - What thou art we know not: What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not.
Σελίδα 156 - And I had done a hellish thing. And it would work 'em woe: For all averred. I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
Σελίδα 16 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, "Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Σελίδα 138 - Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild : these pastoral farms. Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees ! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant Dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone.