The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction, 第 3 卷Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1906 |
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... heads the frozen Pleiads shine : ' Tis Liberty that crowns Britannia's isle And makes her barren rocks and her bleak mountains smile . Others with tow'ring piles may please the sight And in their proud aspiring domes delight : A nicer ...
... heads the frozen Pleiads shine : ' Tis Liberty that crowns Britannia's isle And makes her barren rocks and her bleak mountains smile . Others with tow'ring piles may please the sight And in their proud aspiring domes delight : A nicer ...
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... head and the sincerest heart . ' The qualities which Pope attributes to the person of Walsh are found in his writings , which have certainly been unduly neglected . The Propertius of the Restoration , he alone among the writers of his ...
... head and the sincerest heart . ' The qualities which Pope attributes to the person of Walsh are found in his writings , which have certainly been unduly neglected . The Propertius of the Restoration , he alone among the writers of his ...
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... heads ; The waves so gently wash each rising hill , The land seems floating , and the ocean still . Eternal spring with smiling verdure here Warms the mild air , and crowns the youthful year . From crystal rocks transparent rivulets ...
... heads ; The waves so gently wash each rising hill , The land seems floating , and the ocean still . Eternal spring with smiling verdure here Warms the mild air , and crowns the youthful year . From crystal rocks transparent rivulets ...
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... head into a tin - man's shop ? There , Thomas , did'st thou never see ( ' Tis but by way of Simile ! ) A squirrel spend his little rage , In jumping round a rolling cage ? The cage , as either side turned up , Striking a ring of bells a ...
... head into a tin - man's shop ? There , Thomas , did'st thou never see ( ' Tis but by way of Simile ! ) A squirrel spend his little rage , In jumping round a rolling cage ? The cage , as either side turned up , Striking a ring of bells a ...
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... Head . Our admiration you command For all that's gone before , What next we look for at your hand Can only raise it more . Yet soothe the ladies , I advise , — As me , too , pride has wrought , — We're born to wit , but to be wise By ...
... Head . Our admiration you command For all that's gone before , What next we look for at your hand Can only raise it more . Yet soothe the ladies , I advise , — As me , too , pride has wrought , — We're born to wit , but to be wise By ...
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第 321 頁 - The unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah ! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies ? Thought would destroy their paradise. No more ; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
第 532 頁 - November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ; The short'ning winter-day is near a close ; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh ; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant...
第 378 頁 - As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
第 568 頁 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
第 607 頁 - In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
第 553 頁 - Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
第 332 頁 - Await alike the inevitable hour: — The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death...
第 604 頁 - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. 'Piper, pipe that song again;
第 290 頁 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure...
第 332 頁 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How...