Extracts from English LiteratureChapman and Hall, 1867 - 383页 |
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... fairy laughter blent ? And what if , in the evening light , Betrothed lovers walk in sight Of my low monument ? I would the lovely scene around Might know no sadder sight nor sound . I know , I know I should not see The SELECTIONS . 15.
... fairy laughter blent ? And what if , in the evening light , Betrothed lovers walk in sight Of my low monument ? I would the lovely scene around Might know no sadder sight nor sound . I know , I know I should not see The SELECTIONS . 15.
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... sound : both excellent sauce , but they have lived and died poore , that made them their meat . O , DEEM not , ' midst this worldly strife , An idle art the poet brings ; Let high philosophy controul , FULLER . And sages calm the ...
... sound : both excellent sauce , but they have lived and died poore , that made them their meat . O , DEEM not , ' midst this worldly strife , An idle art the poet brings ; Let high philosophy controul , FULLER . And sages calm the ...
第70页
... sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers . The schoolboy , wandering through the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts , the new voice of spring to hear , And imitates thy lay . What time the pea puts on the bloom , Thou fliest ...
... sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers . The schoolboy , wandering through the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts , the new voice of spring to hear , And imitates thy lay . What time the pea puts on the bloom , Thou fliest ...
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... her trumpet sounds best and farthest when she stands on a tomb by the advantage of a rising ground and the echo of a hollow vault . SWIFT . Tale of a Tub . G whenever I strive for the reason my soul sinks away SELECTIONS . 81 .
... her trumpet sounds best and farthest when she stands on a tomb by the advantage of a rising ground and the echo of a hollow vault . SWIFT . Tale of a Tub . G whenever I strive for the reason my soul sinks away SELECTIONS . 81 .
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... sounds That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch ; Fire answers fire , and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber'd face ; Steed threatens steed , in high and boastful neighs ...
... sounds That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch ; Fire answers fire , and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber'd face ; Steed threatens steed , in high and boastful neighs ...
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BACON beauty BEN JONSON bird Book breath bright BUTLER Canto charms Childe Harold clouds dark delight doth dreams DRYDEN earth Essays eyes face Faery Queen fair fall fame fear feel flowers fools fortune friends gentle give glory grace grief happy hath hear heart heaven Henry IV hills honour Hudibras human Iliad Ingoldsby Legends JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Lear kings knowledge Lady LADY BLESSINGTON light live look Macbeth man's mankind men's Merchant of Venice mind Miscellaneous Thoughts morn nature ne'er never night numbers o'er Paradise Lost passion pleasure POPE praise pride Queen reason ROCHEFOUCAULD Samson Agonistes sense shine sing sleep smile sorrow soul speak Spectator spirit spring sweet SWIFT taught tears tell thee thine things thou art true truth Twelfth Night virtue weep wild wind wings wise WORDSWORTH
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第236页 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
第326页 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits, and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
第292页 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
第80页 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
第132页 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
第91页 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
第124页 - O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
第249页 - To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
第276页 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
第344页 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday...