The muses' bower, embellished with the beauties of English poetry, 第 3 卷W. Plant Piercy, 1809 |
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... shore , O'er which he kindly spreads his spacious wing , And hatches plenty for th ' ensuing spring ; Nor then ... shores , Visits the world , and in his flying tow'rs Brings home to us , and makes both Indies ours ; Finds wealth where ...
... shore , O'er which he kindly spreads his spacious wing , And hatches plenty for th ' ensuing spring ; Nor then ... shores , Visits the world , and in his flying tow'rs Brings home to us , and makes both Indies ours ; Finds wealth where ...
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... he dwells , First to a torrent , then a deluge , swells ; Stronger and fiercer by restraint , he roars , And knows no bound , but makes his pow'r his shores . WINDSOR FOREST . [ POPE . ] Inscribed to Lord DENHAM . ] 15 COOPER'S HILL .
... he dwells , First to a torrent , then a deluge , swells ; Stronger and fiercer by restraint , he roars , And knows no bound , but makes his pow'r his shores . WINDSOR FOREST . [ POPE . ] Inscribed to Lord DENHAM . ] 15 COOPER'S HILL .
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... shores appear . Not Neptune's self from all his streams receives A wealthier tribute than to thine he gives . No seas so rich , so gay no banks appear , No lake so gentle , and no spring so clear . Nor Po so swells the fabling poet's ...
... shores appear . Not Neptune's self from all his streams receives A wealthier tribute than to thine he gives . No seas so rich , so gay no banks appear , No lake so gentle , and no spring so clear . Nor Po so swells the fabling poet's ...
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... shore : - Hail , sacred peace ! hail , long expected days , That Thames's glory to the stars shall raise ! Though Tyber's streams immortal Rome behold , Though foaming Hermus swells with tides of gold , From heav'n itself though sev'n ...
... shore : - Hail , sacred peace ! hail , long expected days , That Thames's glory to the stars shall raise ! Though Tyber's streams immortal Rome behold , Though foaming Hermus swells with tides of gold , From heav'n itself though sev'n ...
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English poetry. Safe on my shore each unmolested swain Shall tend the flocks , or reap the bearded grain ; The shady empire shall retain no trace Of war or blood , but in the sylvan chase ; The trumpet sleep , while cheerful horns are ...
English poetry. Safe on my shore each unmolested swain Shall tend the flocks , or reap the bearded grain ; The shady empire shall retain no trace Of war or blood , but in the sylvan chase ; The trumpet sleep , while cheerful horns are ...
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ancient beauty behold bending beneath bittern blest bliss bloom boast bosom breast breath bright charms cheerful climes clouds Cooper's Hill courser dark death delight earth Ev'n ev'ry fair fate fields fleece flies flocks flow'r flowers forests GEORGIC gloomy grave green Grongar Hill groves hand happy heart heav'n hill hour kings labour lake land lapwing Levina luxury lyre meads midst mighty mind morn mountains Muse Muse's Naiad Nature's ne'er nymph o'er pain peace plain pleas'd pow'r praise prey pride proud rage realms reign rill rise rocks round rude scene seraph shade shine shore silent skies smile song soul sound spread Spring stamp'd streams swain sweet SWEET Auburn swelling tempest thee thine thou thro Tobol toil tow'ring trees trembling Twas vale vallies verdant voice wandering wave wealth wide wild wind Windsor woodlark woods wretch youth
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第 149 頁 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bayed the whispering wind. And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind, These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
第 158 頁 - Now lost to all — her friends, her virtue fled — Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown.
第 218 頁 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
第 217 頁 - Yet gave me, in this dark estate, To see the good from ill; And, binding nature fast in fate, Left free the human will.
第 147 頁 - 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 146 頁 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree ; While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed ; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round...
第 155 頁 - Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied — Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds ; The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth, Has robbed the neighbouring fields of half their growth; His seat, where solitary sports are seen, Indignant spurns the cottage from the green...
第 140 頁 - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state With daring aims irregularly great ; Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by...
第 153 頁 - For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still ; While words of learned length, and thundering sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around ; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumph'd, is forgot. Near yonder thorn, that lifts its head on high, Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye...
第 221 頁 - But wandering oft, with brute unconscious gaze, Man marks not Thee, marks not the mighty hand That, ever busy, wheels the silent spheres ; Works in the secret deep ; shoots steaming thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring...