The Class Book of Poetry1852 - 144页 |
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第11页
... feel we but the penalty of Adam , The seasons ' difference ; as , the icy fang , And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body , Even till I shrink with cold , I smile , and say , This is no ...
... feel we but the penalty of Adam , The seasons ' difference ; as , the icy fang , And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body , Even till I shrink with cold , I smile , and say , This is no ...
第13页
... feel the injury . The Power of Fairies . Ye elves of hills , brooks , standing lakes , and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot 1 ingenious . 2 needles . Do chase the ebbing Neptune , and do fly him Trial and Hope 55 ...
... feel the injury . The Power of Fairies . Ye elves of hills , brooks , standing lakes , and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot 1 ingenious . 2 needles . Do chase the ebbing Neptune , and do fly him Trial and Hope 55 ...
第15页
... have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you , feel want , taste grief , Need friends - subjected thus , How can you say to me - I am a king ? Sleep , gentle sleep , Sleep . Nature's soft nurse Young.
... have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you , feel want , taste grief , Need friends - subjected thus , How can you say to me - I am a king ? Sleep , gentle sleep , Sleep . Nature's soft nurse Young.
第17页
... feel but his own wringing ! What infinite heart's ease must kings neglect , That private men enjoy ? And what have kings , that privates have not too , Save ceremony , save general ceremony ? And what art thou , thou idol ceremony ...
... feel but his own wringing ! What infinite heart's ease must kings neglect , That private men enjoy ? And what have kings , that privates have not too , Save ceremony , save general ceremony ? And what art thou , thou idol ceremony ...
第19页
... feel my heart new open'd : oh , how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes ' favours ! There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes , and their ruin , More pangs and fears than wars or women ...
... feel my heart new open'd : oh , how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes ' favours ! There is , betwixt that smile we would aspire to , That sweet aspect of princes , and their ruin , More pangs and fears than wars or women ...
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热门引用章节
第12页 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text...
第47页 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their ha'llow'd haunt.
第138页 - BREATHES there the man with soul so dead Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well...
第96页 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
第31页 - Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
第16页 - 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82页 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
第44页 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, 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95页 - The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove, These were thy charms, sweet village; sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — But all these charms are fled.
第143页 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.