The Muse's Pocket Companion. A Collection of Poems: By Lord Carlisle. Lord Lyttelton. Hon. C. Fox. ... |
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第 13 頁
But who the melodies of morn can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the
mountain fide ; The lowing herd ; the feepfold's fimple bell ; The pipe of early
Mepherd him descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide The clamorous
born along ...
But who the melodies of morn can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the
mountain fide ; The lowing herd ; the feepfold's fimple bell ; The pipe of early
Mepherd him descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide The clamorous
born along ...
第 49 頁
Halt thou not seen some azure gleam Smile in the morning's orient eye , And skirt
the reddening clouds soft beam What time the fun was bafting nigh ? Thou
hafland thou canft fancy well As any muse that meets thine car , The soul - set
eye of ...
Halt thou not seen some azure gleam Smile in the morning's orient eye , And skirt
the reddening clouds soft beam What time the fun was bafting nigh ? Thou
hafland thou canft fancy well As any muse that meets thine car , The soul - set
eye of ...
第 53 頁
The morn is on the mountains spread , The woodlark thrills his liquid strain Can
morn's sweet music raise the dead ? Give the set eye it's soul again ? A shepherd
of that gentler mind , Which nature not profusely yields , Seeks in these lonely ...
The morn is on the mountains spread , The woodlark thrills his liquid strain Can
morn's sweet music raise the dead ? Give the set eye it's soul again ? A shepherd
of that gentler mind , Which nature not profusely yields , Seeks in these lonely ...
第 99 頁
Each rifing morn increas'd my pain , Each night increas'd my fear ; When
wandering in this northern garb Thy brother found me here . He quickly form'd
this brave design To set me captive free ; And on the moor his horses wait Ty'd to
a ...
Each rifing morn increas'd my pain , Each night increas'd my fear ; When
wandering in this northern garb Thy brother found me here . He quickly form'd
this brave design To set me captive free ; And on the moor his horses wait Ty'd to
a ...
第 152 頁
The hungry worm my fifter is ; This winding sheet I wear : And cold and weary
lasts our night , Till that last morn appear . XIV . But hark ! the cock has warn'd me
hence ; A long and late adieu ! Come , fee , false man , how low she lies , Who dy'
d ...
The hungry worm my fifter is ; This winding sheet I wear : And cold and weary
lasts our night , Till that last morn appear . XIV . But hark ! the cock has warn'd me
hence ; A long and late adieu ! Come , fee , false man , how low she lies , Who dy'
d ...
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第 231 頁 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
第 182 頁 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
第 189 頁 - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe ; But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wish'd for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for a father's arms.
第 185 頁 - The village master taught his little school; A man severe he was and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers...
第 201 頁 - Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot, too cool; for a drudge, disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.
第 203 頁 - And coxcombs, alike in their failings alone, Adopting his portraits, are pleas'd with their own. Say, where has our poet this malady caught ? Or wherefore his characters thus without fault ? Say, was it that vainly directing his view To find out men's virtues, and finding them few, Quite sick of pursuing each troublesome elf, He grew lazy at last, and drew from himself.
第 179 頁 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
第 235 頁 - One morn I missed him on the 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 can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
第 184 頁 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
第 175 頁 - And thou fair Freedom, taught alike to feel The rabble's rage, and tyrant's angry steel...
書目資訊
| 書名 | The Muse's Pocket Companion. A Collection of Poems: By Lord Carlisle. Lord Lyttelton. Hon. C. Fox. ... Eighteenth Century English short title catalogue Eighteenth Century collection The Muse's Pocket Companion. A Collection of Poems: By Lord Carlisle. Lord Lyttelton. Hon. C. Fox第 219 期 |
| 出版者 | J. Milliken, 1785 |
| 來源： | 牛津大學 |
| 已數位化 | 2006年8月8日 |
| 頁數 | 289 頁 |
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