Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes ...J.B. Lippincott & Company, 1875 - 772页 |
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... bright grace ; Nor does old age a wrinkle trace More deeply than despair . SIR W. SCOTT : Marmion . Thus pleasures fade away ; Youth , talents , beauty thus decay , And leave us dark , forlorn , and gray . SIR W. SCOTT : Marmion . Thou ...
... bright grace ; Nor does old age a wrinkle trace More deeply than despair . SIR W. SCOTT : Marmion . Thus pleasures fade away ; Youth , talents , beauty thus decay , And leave us dark , forlorn , and gray . SIR W. SCOTT : Marmion . Thou ...
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... bright . MILTON . But those which soonest take their flight Are the most exquisite and strong ; Like angels ' visits , short and bright , Mortality's too weak to bear them long . JOHN NORRIS : The Parting . Thy beauty appears , In its ...
... bright . MILTON . But those which soonest take their flight Are the most exquisite and strong ; Like angels ' visits , short and bright , Mortality's too weak to bear them long . JOHN NORRIS : The Parting . Thy beauty appears , In its ...
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... Bright clouds descend , and angels watch thee round . POPE . My fancy form'd thee of angelic kind , Some emanation of th ' all - beauteous Mind . Virgins visited by angel pow'rs . POPE . POPE . Ye careful angels whom eternal fate ...
... Bright clouds descend , and angels watch thee round . POPE . My fancy form'd thee of angelic kind , Some emanation of th ' all - beauteous Mind . Virgins visited by angel pow'rs . POPE . POPE . Ye careful angels whom eternal fate ...
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... bright heaven our author ' fetch'd | They. None but an author knows an author's cares , Or fancy's fondness for the child she bears . Cowper . For he writes not for money , nor for praise , Nor to be call'd a wit , nor to wear bays . SIR ...
... bright heaven our author ' fetch'd | They. None but an author knows an author's cares , Or fancy's fondness for the child she bears . Cowper . For he writes not for money , nor for praise , Nor to be call'd a wit , nor to wear bays . SIR ...
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... Bright'ning each other ! thou art all divin ADDIS She moves ! life wanders up and down Through all her face , and lights up every c ADDIS In praising Chloris , moon , and stars , and Are quickly made to match her face and And gold and ...
... Bright'ning each other ! thou art all divin ADDIS She moves ! life wanders up and down Through all her face , and lights up every c ADDIS In praising Chloris , moon , and stars , and Are quickly made to match her face and And gold and ...
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ADDISON ANNE BRADSTREET beauty BEN JONSON birds bless breast breath bright BYRON charms Childe Harold clouds coursers COWLEY COWPER dark death delight DENHAM doth dreams DRYDEN earth eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear flowers fools gentle give glory golden grace grief happy hast hath heart heaven honour hope hour Hudibras ISAAC WATTS JOANNA BAILLIE king light live look MILTON mind morning muse N. P. WILLIS nature ne'er never night Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace pleasure POPE pow'r praise pride PRIOR ROSCOMMON round shade SHAKSPEARE shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul SPENSER spirit spring stars stream sweet SWIFT tears thee thine things THOMSON thou thought trees truth virtue voice WALLER WALTER HARTE weep wind wings wise woman words YOUNG youth РОРЕ
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第393页 - How sleep the Brave, who sink to rest By all their Country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there ! W.
第433页 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home! Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
第380页 - Dark-heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime; The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible: even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
第97页 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
第720页 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
第29页 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
第297页 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
第380页 - 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...
第105页 - O how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy impart.
第546页 - I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless; ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.