Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to BeattieJ. Whetham & Son, 1841 - 807页 |
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... drest , As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powder'd , still perfum'd : Lady , it is to be presum'd , Though art's hid causes are not found , All is not sweet , all is not sound . Give me a look , give me a face , That makes ...
... drest , As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powder'd , still perfum'd : Lady , it is to be presum'd , Though art's hid causes are not found , All is not sweet , all is not sound . Give me a look , give me a face , That makes ...
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... drest ; Where light , to shades descending , plays , not strives , Dies by degrees , and by degrees revives . Of various parts a perfect whole is wrought : Thy pictures think , and we divine their thought . Shakspeare , thy gift , I ...
... drest ; Where light , to shades descending , plays , not strives , Dies by degrees , and by degrees revives . Of various parts a perfect whole is wrought : Thy pictures think , and we divine their thought . Shakspeare , thy gift , I ...
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... drest In flaunting robes above the rest , With awful accent cried ; What mortal of a wretched mind , Whose sighs infect the balmy wind , Has here presum'd to hide ? At this the swain , whose venturous soul No fears of magic art control ...
... drest In flaunting robes above the rest , With awful accent cried ; What mortal of a wretched mind , Whose sighs infect the balmy wind , Has here presum'd to hide ? At this the swain , whose venturous soul No fears of magic art control ...
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... drest , And trail'd a landscape - painted vest . Then thrice she rais'd , as Ovid said , And thrice she bow'd her weighty head . Her honors made , " Great Jove , " she cried , " This thing was fashion'd from my side : His hands , his ...
... drest , And trail'd a landscape - painted vest . Then thrice she rais'd , as Ovid said , And thrice she bow'd her weighty head . Her honors made , " Great Jove , " she cried , " This thing was fashion'd from my side : His hands , his ...
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... drest , Henry on foot pursues the bounding beast . In his right - hand his beechen pole he bears ; And graceful at his side his horn he wears . Still to the glade , where she has bent her way , With knowing skill he drives the future ...
... drest , Henry on foot pursues the bounding beast . In his right - hand his beechen pole he bears ; And graceful at his side his horn he wears . Still to the glade , where she has bent her way , With knowing skill he drives the future ...
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第140页 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small...
第12页 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
第12页 - Gently o'er the accustom'd oak ; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
第11页 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
第356页 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind ; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way ; Yet simple nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud topp'd hill, an humbler heaven...
第232页 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
第358页 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast...
第13页 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew : Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
第11页 - 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 : — Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with...
第23页 - Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning...