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ancient appears arms arts attend awful band bard Beauty behold bends bloom bosom breast breath cares cause charms cheerful deep delight divine dread dwell earth eternal fair faithful fame Fancy fate fields fire flame forms frame freedom genius give glory groves hand happy harmonious hath hear heart heaven honours hope hour human imagination kind labours laws light living looks lyre mind morn mortal move Muse Nature Nature's never NOTE o'er objects once pain passions paths pleasing pleasure poet pomp praise reason ridicule rise round sacred scene seat sense shade shame smiles song sons soon soul sound spirit springs steps strain streams sublime sway sweet thee things thou thought throne toil tongue Truth turn various virtue voice walk wisdom youth
第 64 頁 - The powers of man; we feel within ourselves His energy divine; he tells the heart, He meant, he made us to behold and love What he beholds and loves, the general orb Of life and being; to be great like him, Beneficent and active.
第 61 頁 - Hence when lightning fires The arch of Heaven, and thunders rock the ground. When furious whirlwinds rend the howling air. And Ocean, groaning from his lowest bed, Heaves his tempestuous billows to the sky ; Amid the mighty uproar, while below The nations tremble, SHAKSPEARE looks abroad From some high cliff, superior, and enjoys The elemental war.
第 63 頁 - ... 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. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends, but whence his bosom can partake Fresh pleasure, unreproved; nor thence...
第 63 頁 - Refine at length, and every passion wears A chaster, milder, more attractive mien. But if to ampler prospects, if to gaze On nature's form, where, negligent of all These lesser graces, she assumes the port Of that eternal majesty that...
第 259 頁 - Go, call thy sons : instruct them what a debt They owe their ancestors ; and make them swear To pay it, by transmitting down entire Those sacred rights to which themselves were born.
第 14 頁 - Thus was Beauty sent from heaven, The lovely ministress of truth and good In this dark world : for truth and good are one, And Beauty dwells in them, and they in her, With like participation.
第 9 頁 - Who that, from alpine heights, his labouring eye Shoots round the wide horizon, to survey Nilus or Ganges rolling his bright wave Through mountains, plains, through empires black with shade, And continents of sand, will turn his gaze To mark the windings of a scanty rill That murmurs at his feet ? The high-born soul Disdains to rest her heaven-aspiring wing Beneath its native quarry.
第 xxii 頁 - Mind, mind alone, (bear witness, earth and heaven!) The living fountains in itself contains Of beauteous and sublime: here hand in hand, Sit paramount the Graces; here enthroned, Celestial Venus, with divinest airs, Invites the soul to never-fading joy.
第 111 頁 - Wheeling unshaken through the void immense ; And speak, O man ! does this capacious scene With half that kindling majesty dilate Thy strong conception, as when Brutus rose Refulgent from the stroke of Caesar's fate, Amid the crowd of patriots ; and his arm Aloft extending, like eternal Jove When guilt brings down the thunder, call'd aloud On Tully's name, and shook his crimson steel, And bade the father of his country hail ? For lo ! the tyrant prostrate on the dust, And Rome again is free...