Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Prefaces, 第 8 卷 |
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265 Ode on the Spring 270 Ode for Music 271 Ode on the Death of a favourite
Cat , drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes .......... 276 Ode on a distant Prospect of
Eton College 277 The Bard . A Pindaric Ode ............. 281 The Fatal Sisters . An
Ode ...
265 Ode on the Spring 270 Ode for Music 271 Ode on the Death of a favourite
Cat , drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes .......... 276 Ode on a distant Prospect of
Eton College 277 The Bard . A Pindaric Ode ............. 281 The Fatal Sisters . An
Ode ...
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When age , care , crime , and friends embrac'd at heart , ( shade , Torn from my
bleeding breast , and death's dark Which hovers o'er me , quench th ' ethereal fire
; Canst thou , 0 Night ! indulge one labour more ? One labour more indulge ...
When age , care , crime , and friends embrac'd at heart , ( shade , Torn from my
bleeding breast , and death's dark Which hovers o'er me , quench th ' ethereal fire
; Canst thou , 0 Night ! indulge one labour more ? One labour more indulge ...
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Has Death proclaim'd A truce , and hung his sated lance on high ? ' Tis brandish'
d still ; nor shall the present year ... plain , As mausoleums , pyramids , and tombs
. What are our noblest ornaments , but deaths Turn'd flatterers B 2 NIGHT IX .
Has Death proclaim'd A truce , and hung his sated lance on high ? ' Tis brandish'
d still ; nor shall the present year ... plain , As mausoleums , pyramids , and tombs
. What are our noblest ornaments , but deaths Turn'd flatterers B 2 NIGHT IX .
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What are our noblest ornaments , but deaths Turn'd flatterers of life , in paint or
marble , The well - stain'd canvass , or the featur'd stone ? Our fathers ... "Far from
it : these present us with a shroud ; And talk of death , like garlands o'er a grave .
What are our noblest ornaments , but deaths Turn'd flatterers of life , in paint or
marble , The well - stain'd canvass , or the featur'd stone ? Our fathers ... "Far from
it : these present us with a shroud ; And talk of death , like garlands o'er a grave .
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Winds scatter through the mighty void the dry ; Earth reposseses part of what she
gave , And the freed spirit mounts on wings of fire ; Each element partakes our
scatter'd spoils ; As Nature , wide , our ruins spread : man's death Inhabits all ...
Winds scatter through the mighty void the dry ; Earth reposseses part of what she
gave , And the freed spirit mounts on wings of fire ; Each element partakes our
scatter'd spoils ; As Nature , wide , our ruins spread : man's death Inhabits all ...
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第 282 頁 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair, Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre...
第 279 頁 - Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
第 264 頁 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
第 265 頁 - Awake, ^Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take : The laughing flowers that round them blow Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong. Thro
第 229 頁 - His tuneful breast enjoys. For him the spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds : for him the hand Of Autumn tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn. Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him.
第 280 頁 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage : Lo ! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his suffrings : all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain, Th
第 262 頁 - Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
第 283 頁 - Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land ; With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
第 271 頁 - But flutter through life's little day, In Fortune's varying colours drest, Brush'd by the hand of rough mischance, Or chill'd by age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest. Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive, kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic, while 'tis May.
第 261 頁 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and...
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| 書名 | Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Prefaces, 第 8 卷 Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Prefaces, John Aikin |
| 編者 | John Aikin |
| 出版者 | Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme & Brown, 1821 |
| 來源： | 哈佛大學 |
| 已數位化 | 2007年9月11日 |
| 頁數 | 807 頁 |
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