New Elegant Extracts: A Unique Selection from the Most Eminent British Poets and Poetical Translators, 第 3 卷C. and C. Whittingham, 1823 |
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... rocks , extend her skirting wing Round the moist marge of each cold Hebrid isle , To that hoar pilet which still its ruins shows : The water fiend . + One of the Hebrides is called the Isle of Pigmies ; where , it is reported , that ...
... rocks , extend her skirting wing Round the moist marge of each cold Hebrid isle , To that hoar pilet which still its ruins shows : The water fiend . + One of the Hebrides is called the Isle of Pigmies ; where , it is reported , that ...
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... rocks , which brave the wasting Fair Nature's daughter , Virtue , yet abides . Go ! just , as they , their blameless ... rock undreading climb , And of its eggs despoil the solan's + nest . Thus , bless'd in primal innocence they live ...
... rocks , which brave the wasting Fair Nature's daughter , Virtue , yet abides . Go ! just , as they , their blameless ... rock undreading climb , And of its eggs despoil the solan's + nest . Thus , bless'd in primal innocence they live ...
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... rocks , the laurel waves ! The God ! The God ! ' the Sybil cries . Her figure swells ! she foams , she raves ! Her figure swells to more than mortal size ! The crocodile . + So numerous were the Deities of Egypt , that , according to an ...
... rocks , the laurel waves ! The God ! The God ! ' the Sybil cries . Her figure swells ! she foams , she raves ! Her figure swells to more than mortal size ! The crocodile . + So numerous were the Deities of Egypt , that , according to an ...
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... rock descending to the river Teivi , in Pembrokeshire ; and was built by Roger Montgomery , who led the van of the Normans at Hastings . STATELY the feast , and high the cheer ; Girt with many an armed peer , And canopied with golden ...
... rock descending to the river Teivi , in Pembrokeshire ; and was built by Roger Montgomery , who led the van of the Normans at Hastings . STATELY the feast , and high the cheer ; Girt with many an armed peer , And canopied with golden ...
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... rocks of Harald's bay * : And from the steeps of rough Kildare Thy prancing hoofs the falcon scare : So may thy bow's unerring yew Its shafts in Roderic's heart imbrue , t . ' Amid the pealing symphony The spiced goblets mantled high ...
... rocks of Harald's bay * : And from the steeps of rough Kildare Thy prancing hoofs the falcon scare : So may thy bow's unerring yew Its shafts in Roderic's heart imbrue , t . ' Amid the pealing symphony The spiced goblets mantled high ...
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第 311 頁 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
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第 312 頁 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
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第 16 頁 - Woods ! that listen to the night-birds singing, Midway the smooth and perilous slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never woodman trod...
第 74 頁 - Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat, With short, shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing; Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn...
第 306 頁 - The turtle to her mate hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.