The British anthology; or, Poetical library, 第 1-2 卷 |
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第11页
... sweet lord , to be the honour of your name , and receive this as your own , from the hands of him who hath by many favours been long obliged to your most honoured parents , and as in this representation your attendant Thyrsis , so now ...
... sweet lord , to be the honour of your name , and receive this as your own , from the hands of him who hath by many favours been long obliged to your most honoured parents , and as in this representation your attendant Thyrsis , so now ...
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... sweet poison of misused wine , After the Tuscan mariners transform'd , Coasting the Tyrrhene shore , as the winds listed , On Circe's island fell : ( who knows not Circe , The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup Whoever tasted lost ...
... sweet poison of misused wine , After the Tuscan mariners transform'd , Coasting the Tyrrhene shore , as the winds listed , On Circe's island fell : ( who knows not Circe , The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup Whoever tasted lost ...
第17页
... sweets to prove ; Venus now wakes , and wakens Love . Come , let us our rites begin ; ' Tis only daylight that makes sin , Which these dun shades will ne'er report.- Hail , goddess of nocturnal sport , Dark - veil'd Cotytto ! to whom ...
... sweets to prove ; Venus now wakes , and wakens Love . Come , let us our rites begin ; ' Tis only daylight that makes sin , Which these dun shades will ne'er report.- Hail , goddess of nocturnal sport , Dark - veil'd Cotytto ! to whom ...
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... Sweet Echo , sweetest nymph , that livest unseen Within thy aery shell , By slow Meander's margent green , And in the violet - embroider'd vale , Where the lovelorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well ; Canst thou not ...
... Sweet Echo , sweetest nymph , that livest unseen Within thy aery shell , By slow Meander's margent green , And in the violet - embroider'd vale , Where the lovelorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well ; Canst thou not ...
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... sweet madness robb'd it of itself ; But such a sacred and homefelt delight , Such sober certainty of waking bliss , I never heard till now . - I'll speak to her , And she shall be my queen . - Hail , foreign wonder ! Whom certain these ...
... sweet madness robb'd it of itself ; But such a sacred and homefelt delight , Such sober certainty of waking bliss , I never heard till now . - I'll speak to her , And she shall be my queen . - Hail , foreign wonder ! Whom certain these ...
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Arcite arm'd arms behold bless'd bliss blood bore breast breath Chanticleer Chor COMUS coursers Creon cried crown'd Cymon Dagon dame death delight design'd divine dream earth Emily ev'n eyes fair falchions fame fate father fear fear'd feast fight fire fix'd flame flower force grace green ground grove hand hast hath head heard heart Heaven holy honour JOHN SHARPE join'd Jove king knew knight KNIGHT'S TALE lady light live look'd lord Lycidas Lysimachus maid Manoah mind mix'd mortal Nature's never nymphs o'er once pain Palamon pass'd peace Philistines Philostratus Pirithous pointed lance praise prey prince queen rest Reynard Rhodian sacred Sams Samson SAMSON AGONISTES secret seem'd shade sight sing song sorrow soul sound steed stood sung sweet Tancred tears Thebes thee Theseus thine thou art thought turn'd Twas virtue wind wood youth
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第10页 - The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook ; And of those demons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true consent With planet or with element. Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptred pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage.
第9页 - But first, and chiefest, with thee bring, Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The cherub Contemplation ; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest, saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of Night...
第16页 - Ay me, I fondly dream, Had ye been there! — for what could that have done? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself, for her enchanting son Whom universal nature did lament, When by the rout that made the hideous roar His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?
第6页 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
第24页 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
第7页 - Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
第5页 - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes. Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain; Bacchus...
第19页 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
第26页 - In consecrated earth And on the holy hearth The Lars and Lemures moan with midnight plaint ; In urns, and altars round A drear and dying sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint ; And the chill marble seems to sweat, While each peculiar Power...
第17页 - But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.