Cambridge Prize Poems: A Complete Collection of Such English Poems as Have Obtained the Annual Premium Instituted in the University of Cambridge by the Rev. T. Seaton, M.A., from the Year 1750 to the Year 1806. To which are Added Three Poems Likewise Written for the Prize by Mr. Bally, Mr. Scott and Mr. Wrangham, 第 1 卷J. Deighton & sons, 1817 |
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adamantine æther angels awful beam behold beneath blaze blessed blest bliss blood boast breast breath bright brow burst call'd CHARLES JENNER Charles of Anjou Cherubs CHRISTOPHER SMART Clare hall clouds conscience dæmon darkness darts death deep Diodorus Siculus dire divine dread earth Epicurus erst eternal ev'n ev'ry fair flame flow'rs form'd glorious glory glow golden groan guilt hallow'd hand happy heart Heav'n heav'nly holy horror hosannas immortal impious justice King laws light Lord lyre mercy mind mortal muse Nature's ne'er numbers o'er peace pow'r praise pray'r pride rage rais'd rapture reign rise sacred scene seraphs shade shine smile song sons soul sound stream supreme sweet swelling sword tears thee thine thou thought thro throne tongue tow'ring trembling truth Twas unnumber'd vengeance virtue Virtue's voice whence Whilst wild wings wrapt wrath wretch
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第 105 頁 - Why delight In human sacrifice ? Why burst the ties Of JSI ature, that should knit their souls together In one soft bond of amity and love ? Yet still they breathe destruction, still go on Inhumanly ingenious to find out New pains for life, new terrors for the grave, Artificers of Death ! Still Monarchs dream, Of universal empire growing up From universal ruin. — Blast the...
第 111 頁 - Memory from her purest cells Lead forth a goodly train of virtues fair Cherish'd in earliest youth, now paying back With tenfold usury the pious care, And pouring o'er my wounds the heavenly balm Of conscious innocence.
第 104 頁 - Twas not enough By subtle fraud to snatch a single life ; Puny impiety ! whole kingdoms fell To sate the lust of power : more horrid still, The foulest stain and scandal of our nature, Became its boast. One murder made a villain ; Millions a hero.
第 104 頁 - And looking round, saw all the valleys fill'd With nations from his loins; full well content To leave his race thus scatter'd o'er the earth, Along the gentle slope of life's decline He bent his gradual way, till, full of years, He dropp'd like mellow fruit into his grave.
第 105 頁 - Ah ! why will Kings forget that they are Men ? And Men that they are brethren ? Why delight In human sacrifice ? Why burst the ties Of Nature, that should knit their souls together In one soft bond of amity and love...
第 106 頁 - Down the smooth stream of life the stripling darts, Gay as the morn ; bright glows the vernal sky, Hope swells his sails, and Passion steers his course. Safe glides his little bark along the shore, Where Virtue takes her stand : but if too far He launches forth beyond discretion's mark, Sudden the tempest scowls, the surges roar, Blot his fair day, and plunge him in the deep.
第 9 頁 - Cherubic forms, And forms Seraphic, with their silver trumps And golden lyres attend :• — " For Thou art holy, " For Thou art One, th' Eternal, who alone " Exerts all goodness, and transcends all praise.
第 19 頁 - Of meretricious looks, of pleasing surface ; And oft in desert isles the famish'd pilgrim By forms of fruit, and luscious taste beguil'd, Like his forefather Adam, eats and dies. For why? his wisdom on the leaden feet Of slow Experience, dully tedious, creeps, And comes, like vengeance, after long delay. The venerable Sage, that nightly trims The learned lamp, t...
第 51 頁 - View thro'th' immaculate, pellucid stream. Their portraiture in the inverted heaven, Might as well change their triple boast, the white, The purple, and the gold, that far outvie The Eastern monarch's garb, ev'n with the dock, Ev'n with the baleful hemlock's irksome green.
第 104 頁 - In ruin great ; though fallen, yet not forlorn ; Though mortal, yet not every where beset With Death in every shape ! But he, impatient To be completely wretched, hastes to fill up The measure of his woes : — "Twas Man himself Brought Death into the world ; and Man himself Gave keenness to his darts, quicken'd his pace, And multiplied destruction on mankind.