The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 第 12 卷J. Johnson, 1810 - 640 頁 |
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... Rage of the Tem- pest , but which was referred to his own Choice Musophilus : containing a general Defence of Learning Sonnets to Delia A Pastoral ib . The Complaint of Rosamond A Letter from Octavia to Marcus Antonius ... 567 ...
... Rage of the Tem- pest , but which was referred to his own Choice Musophilus : containing a general Defence of Learning Sonnets to Delia A Pastoral ib . The Complaint of Rosamond A Letter from Octavia to Marcus Antonius ... 567 ...
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... rage ! - Oh ! Heaven ! I faint - I die ! The yielding powers of Israel fly ! - Now banner'd hosts surround the walls Of Sion ! now she sinks , she falls ! - Ah Sion ! how for thee I mourn ! What pangs for thee I feel ! Ah ! how art thou ...
... rage ! - Oh ! Heaven ! I faint - I die ! The yielding powers of Israel fly ! - Now banner'd hosts surround the walls Of Sion ! now she sinks , she falls ! - Ah Sion ! how for thee I mourn ! What pangs for thee I feel ! Ah ! how art thou ...
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... rage ; There palaces and hallow'd domes display Majestic ruins , awful in decay ! Thy very dust , though undistinguish'd trod , Compos'd , perhaps , some hero , great and good , Who nobly for his country lost his blood ! Ev'n with the ...
... rage ; There palaces and hallow'd domes display Majestic ruins , awful in decay ! Thy very dust , though undistinguish'd trod , Compos'd , perhaps , some hero , great and good , Who nobly for his country lost his blood ! Ev'n with the ...
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... rage Flew adverse , and in equal numbers fell Promiscuous Greek and Trojan , till the hour , When the tir'd woodman , in the shady vale , Spreads his penurious meal , when high the Sun Flames in the zenith , and his sinewy arms ...
... rage Flew adverse , and in equal numbers fell Promiscuous Greek and Trojan , till the hour , When the tir'd woodman , in the shady vale , Spreads his penurious meal , when high the Sun Flames in the zenith , and his sinewy arms ...
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... Rage dreadful , when rough winds assist the blaze , From tree to tree the fiery torrent rolls , And the vast forest ... rage thy darts inspire , When too much beauty kindles too much fire ! Those darts , to jealous rage stern Herod drove ...
... Rage dreadful , when rough winds assist the blaze , From tree to tree the fiery torrent rolls , And the vast forest ... rage thy darts inspire , When too much beauty kindles too much fire ! Those darts , to jealous rage stern Herod drove ...
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第 229 頁 - Presume Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe. 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 161 頁 - Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require...
第 229 頁 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue. What blessings thy free bounty gives Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives — T
第 447 頁 - Wisely regardful of the* embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit.
第 243 頁 - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown 125 Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd.
第 169 頁 - What time would spare, from steel receives its date, And monuments, like men, submit to fate ! Steel could the labour of the gods destroy, And strike to dust th' imperial powers of Troy ; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
第 166 頁 - What though no credit doubting wits may give, The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky : These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the ring.
第 105 頁 - Dryden knew more of man in his general nature, and Pope in his local manners. The notions of Dryden were formed by comprehensive speculation ; and those of Pope by minute attention. There is more dignity in the knowledge of Dryden, and more certainty in that of Pope. Poetry was not the sole praise of either; for both excelled likewise in prose ; but Pope did not borrow his prose from his predecessor. The style of Dryden is capricious and varied; that of Pope is cautious and uniform. Dryden observes...
第 219 頁 - As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart ; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To Him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, He bounds, connects, and equals all.
第 230 頁 - Through this day's life or death ! This day, be bread and peace my lot All else beneath the sun, Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not, And let Thy will be done. To thee, whose temple is all space, Whose altar, earth, sea, skies! One chorus let all Being raise ! All Nature's incense rise ! MOEAL ESSAYS, m FOUR EPISTLES TO SEVERAL PERSONS.