Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes : Authors, 550 ; Subjects, 435 ; Quotations, 13,600, 第 1873 卷J. B. Lippincott & Company, 1896 - 772 頁 |
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第 23 頁
... hand in hand , Lead him to death and make him understand , After a search so painful and so long , That all his life he had been in the wrong . ROCHESTER . Boys must not have th ' ambitious care of men ; Nor men the weak anxieties of ...
... hand in hand , Lead him to death and make him understand , After a search so painful and so long , That all his life he had been in the wrong . ROCHESTER . Boys must not have th ' ambitious care of men ; Nor men the weak anxieties of ...
第 29 頁
... hand supply the pruning - knife , And crop luxuriant stragglers . DRYDEN . Bid the laborious hind , Whose harden'd hands did long in tillage toil , Neglect the promised harvest of the soil . DRYDEN . The wiser madman did for virtue toil ...
... hand supply the pruning - knife , And crop luxuriant stragglers . DRYDEN . Bid the laborious hind , Whose harden'd hands did long in tillage toil , Neglect the promised harvest of the soil . DRYDEN . The wiser madman did for virtue toil ...
第 30 頁
... hands than ours to lop their wanton growth . MILTON . Seedtime and harvest , heat and hoary frost , Shall hold their course . MILTON . While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land . MILTON . The careful ploughman ...
... hands than ours to lop their wanton growth . MILTON . Seedtime and harvest , heat and hoary frost , Shall hold their course . MILTON . While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrow'd land . MILTON . The careful ploughman ...
第 32 頁
... hand , Disdaining little delicacies , seized The plough , and greatly independent lived . THOMSON . To the harness'd yoke They lend their shoulder , and begin their toil . THOMSON . With superior boon may your rich soil Exuberant ...
... hand , Disdaining little delicacies , seized The plough , and greatly independent lived . THOMSON . To the harness'd yoke They lend their shoulder , and begin their toil . THOMSON . With superior boon may your rich soil Exuberant ...
第 39 頁
... hand : SPENSER . Should you lure From his dark haunt beneath the tangled roots Of pendent trees the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . THOMSON . The ladies angling in the crystal lake , Feast on the waters ...
... hand : SPENSER . Should you lure From his dark haunt beneath the tangled roots Of pendent trees the monarch of the brook , Behoves you then to ply your finest art . THOMSON . The ladies angling in the crystal lake , Feast on the waters ...
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第 395 頁 - 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 435 頁 - 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 572 頁 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
第 382 頁 - 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 429 頁 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
第 159 頁 - Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
第 274 頁 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
第 29 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 299 頁 - 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 382 頁 - 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 deed...