Specimens of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Notices, and an Essay on English PoetryJohn Murray, 1841 - 716 strani |
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... thee rife , Can wrest thee to their appetites ! How princes , who thy power deny , Pretend thee for their tyranny , And people for their false delights ! Under thy sacred name , all over , The vicious all their vices cover ; The ...
... thee rife , Can wrest thee to their appetites ! How princes , who thy power deny , Pretend thee for their tyranny , And people for their false delights ! Under thy sacred name , all over , The vicious all their vices cover ; The ...
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... thee , O , Cupid , so thou pity me ! Spare not , but play thee . THOSE names , united by friendship and con- federate genius , ought not to be disjoined . Francis Beaumont was the son of Judge Beaumont of the Common Pleas , and was born ...
... thee , O , Cupid , so thou pity me ! Spare not , but play thee . THOSE names , united by friendship and con- federate genius , ought not to be disjoined . Francis Beaumont was the son of Judge Beaumont of the Common Pleas , and was born ...
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... thee : thou art And bear'st a childish overflowing love [ young , To them that clap thy cheeks and speak thee fair yet . But when thy judgment comes to rule those passions , Thou wilt remember best those careful friends That placed thee ...
... thee : thou art And bear'st a childish overflowing love [ young , To them that clap thy cheeks and speak thee fair yet . But when thy judgment comes to rule those passions , Thou wilt remember best those careful friends That placed thee ...
Stran 90
... thee not ! Bell . Heav'n knows I never did ; and when I lie To save my life , may I live long and loathed ! Hew me ... thee farther ; but thou wert To blame to injure me , for I must love Thy honest looks , and take no revenge upon Thy ...
... thee not ! Bell . Heav'n knows I never did ; and when I lie To save my life , may I live long and loathed ! Hew me ... thee farther ; but thou wert To blame to injure me , for I must love Thy honest looks , and take no revenge upon Thy ...
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... thee , gentlewoman , thou hast been harder to me Than a long chapter with a pedigree . Abig . Oh , curate , cure me ; I will love thee better , dearer , longer ! I will do anything - betray the secrets Of the main household to thy ...
... thee , gentlewoman , thou hast been harder to me Than a long chapter with a pedigree . Abig . Oh , curate , cure me ; I will love thee better , dearer , longer ! I will do anything - betray the secrets Of the main household to thy ...
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Aret beauty behold Ben Jonson blood Born breast breath bright Canterbury Tales Cham charms Chaucer CLEORA Clovis court dear death delight Died dost doth earth English eyes fair fame fancy fate father fear flame genius give grace grief hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven Hengo honour hope Hudibras king lady language Layamon Leosthenes light live look Lord Lubberkin maid Massinissa Metis mind Mirror for Magistrates Muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain passion pity pleasure poem poet poetical poetry praise pride prince queen racter rise Rodmond round Saxon scene Scotland seem'd shade Shakspeare shine sight sing smile soft song sorrow soul spirit sweet taste tears tell thee thine things thou art thought trembling truth Twas unto verse virtue wanton whilst wind wretched youth
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Stran 307 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome: Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Stran 339 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Stran 259 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Stran 266 - Proclaim the ambergris on shore. He cast (of which we rather boast) The Gospel's pearl upon our coast; And in these rocks for us did frame A temple where to sound His name. Oh! let our voice His praise exalt Till it arrive at Heaven's vault, Which then perhaps rebounding may Echo beyond the Mexique bay!
Stran 259 - Rescued from death by force, though pale and faint. Mine, as whom washed from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Stran lxxxvii - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore : his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast ; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views, At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Stran 232 - To Daffodils Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. » We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Stran 306 - Of these the false Achitophel was first, A name to all succeeding ages cursed; For close designs and crooked counsels fit, Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit; Restless, unfix'd in principles and place, In power unpleased, impatient of disgrace; A fiery soul, which, working out, its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-inform'd the tenement of clay.
Stran 75 - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held: Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes. Were an all-eating shame and thriftless "praise. How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, If thou couldst answer ' This fair child of mine Shall sum my count and make my old excuse...
Stran lxi - He is many times flat, insipid; his comic wit degenerating into clenches, his serious swelling into bombast. But he is always great, when some great occasion is presented to him...