The SeasonsT. Bodlington, 1826 - 154 頁 |
搜尋書籍內容
第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 36 筆
第 7 頁
... rage ; he now shut up Within his iron cave , the ' effusive south 146 Warms the wide air , and o'er the void of heaven Breathes the big clouds with vernal showers distent . As first a dusky wreath they seem to rise , Scarce staining ...
... rage ; he now shut up Within his iron cave , the ' effusive south 146 Warms the wide air , and o'er the void of heaven Breathes the big clouds with vernal showers distent . As first a dusky wreath they seem to rise , Scarce staining ...
第 11 頁
... rage ; Sound slept the waters ; no sulphureous glooms Swell'd in the sky , and sent the lightning forth ; While sickly damps , and cold autumnal fogs , Hung not , relaxing , on the springs of life . 325 But now , of turbid elements the ...
... rage ; Sound slept the waters ; no sulphureous glooms Swell'd in the sky , and sent the lightning forth ; While sickly damps , and cold autumnal fogs , Hung not , relaxing , on the springs of life . 325 But now , of turbid elements the ...
第 14 頁
... rage : Till , floating broad upon his breathless side , And to his fate abandon'd , to the shore You gaily drag your unresisting prize . 435 439 Thus pass the temperate hours ; but when the sun Shakes from his noonday throne the ...
... rage : Till , floating broad upon his breathless side , And to his fate abandon'd , to the shore You gaily drag your unresisting prize . 435 439 Thus pass the temperate hours ; but when the sun Shakes from his noonday throne the ...
第 24 頁
... rage . The trembling steed , With this hot impulse seized in every nerve , Nor heeds the rein , nor hears the sounding thong ; Blows are not felt ; but , tossing high his head , 806 810 And by the well known joy to distant plains ...
... rage . The trembling steed , With this hot impulse seized in every nerve , Nor heeds the rein , nor hears the sounding thong ; Blows are not felt ; but , tossing high his head , 806 810 And by the well known joy to distant plains ...
第 27 頁
... rage , Britannia's weal ; how from the venal gulf To raise her virtue , and her arts revive . 925 Or , turning thence thy view , these graver thoughts The Muses charm : while , with sure taste refined , 930 You draw the ' inspiring ...
... rage , Britannia's weal ; how from the venal gulf To raise her virtue , and her arts revive . 925 Or , turning thence thy view , these graver thoughts The Muses charm : while , with sure taste refined , 930 You draw the ' inspiring ...
其他版本 - 查看全部
常見字詞
amid Apennine art thou beam beauty beneath blast blaze bliss bloom bosom boundless breast breath breeze bright charm Cincinnatus clouds dark darting deep delight deluge descends diffused dreadful E'en earth ether exalts fair fair brow faithless fancy fierce flame flocks flood form'd gale gentle gloom glowing grace grove happy heart heaven herds hills Lapland light lustre Lycurgus matchless maze mighty mingled mix'd mountains Muse Nature Nature's night o'er Palemon passions peace plain poison'd pomp pride race rage rapture rills rise roar robe rocks roll round rural scene season shade shake shining shoot silvan smile snow soft song soul spread Spring storm stream stretch'd sublime swain sweep sweet swelling swift tempest tender thee thou thought thunder toil turbid Typhon vale vex'd virtue walk wander waste wave wide wild winds wing Winter wintry woods wrapp'd youth
熱門章節
第 152 頁 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound ; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose sun exalts, Whose...
第 152 頁 - Works in the secret deep, shoots steaming thence The fair profusion that o'erspreads the Spring, Flings from the sun direct the flaming day, Feeds every creature, hurls the tempest forth, And, as on earth this grateful change revolves, With transport touches all the springs of life.
第 152 頁 - Where o'er the rock the scarcely waving pine Fills the brown shade with a religious awe.
第 90 頁 - Palemon's fields. The pride of swains Palemon was, the generous and the rich ; Who led the rural life in all its joy And elegance, such as Arcadian song Transmits from ancient uncorrupted times ; When tyrant custom had not shackled man, But free to follow Nature was the mode.
第 3 頁 - COME, gentle Spring, ethereal mildness, come, And from the bosom of yon dropping cloud, While music wakes around, veil'd in a shower Of shadowing roses, on our plains descend.
第 121 頁 - SEE, Winter comes, to rule the varied year, Sullen and sad, with all his rising train ; Vapours, and clouds, and storms. Be these my theme, These ! that exalt the soul to solemn thought, And heavenly musing. Welcome, kindred glooms, Congenial horrors, hail ! with frequent foot...
第 144 頁 - Their rein-deer form their riches. These, their tents, Their robes, their beds, and all their homely wealth Supply, their wholesome fare, and cheerful cups Obsequious at their call, the docile tribe Yield to the sled their necks, and whirl them swift O'er hill and dale, heap'd into one expanse Of marbled snow, as far as eye can sweep, With a blue crust of ice unbounded glaz'd.
第 45 頁 - They spread the breathing harvest to the sun That throws refreshful round a rural smell ; Or, as they rake the green-appearing ground, And drive the dusky wave along the mead, The russet hay-cock rises thick behind, In order gay : while, heard from dale to dale, Waking the breeze, resounds the blended voice Of happy labour, love, and social glee.
第 153 頁 - Great source of day! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write with every beam His praise. The thunder rolls! be hush'd the prostrate world! While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn.
第 128 頁 - As thus the snows arise ; and foul, and fierce, All Winter drives along the darken'd air; In his own loose-revolving fields, the swain Disaster'd stands; sees other hills ascend, Of unknown joyless brow; and other scenes, Of horrid prospect, shag the trackless plain : Nor finds the river, nor the forest, hid Beneath the formless wild; but wanders on From hill to dale, still more and more astray : Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts of home...