The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 49Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
Dari dalam buku
Hasil 1-5 dari 70
Halaman 20
... Whofe pay was glory , and their best reward . Free for their country and for Me to die ; murder Ere a grew trade . mercenary Mark , as the purple triumph waves along , The highest pomp and lowest fall of life . Her feftive games , the ...
... Whofe pay was glory , and their best reward . Free for their country and for Me to die ; murder Ere a grew trade . mercenary Mark , as the purple triumph waves along , The highest pomp and lowest fall of life . Her feftive games , the ...
Halaman 21
... whofe high - blooming fides my fons , of old , I bred to glory ? these dejected towns , Where , mean , and fordid , life can scarce fubfift , The scenes of ancient opulence , and pomp ? Come by whatever facred name disguis'd ...
... whofe high - blooming fides my fons , of old , I bred to glory ? these dejected towns , Where , mean , and fordid , life can scarce fubfift , The scenes of ancient opulence , and pomp ? Come by whatever facred name disguis'd ...
Halaman 23
... whofe echoes never know the voice 180 Of chearful hurry , commerce many - tongu'd , And art mechanic at his various task , Fervent , employ'd . Mark the desponding race , Of occupation void , as void of hope ; Hope , the glad ray ...
... whofe echoes never know the voice 180 Of chearful hurry , commerce many - tongu'd , And art mechanic at his various task , Fervent , employ'd . Mark the desponding race , Of occupation void , as void of hope ; Hope , the glad ray ...
Halaman 24
... whofe melancholy walls Seem its voracious grandeur to reproach . Within the city bounds , the defert fee . See the lank vine o'er fubterranean roofs , Indecent , spread ; beneath whose fretted gold It once , exulting , flow'd . The ...
... whofe melancholy walls Seem its voracious grandeur to reproach . Within the city bounds , the defert fee . See the lank vine o'er fubterranean roofs , Indecent , spread ; beneath whose fretted gold It once , exulting , flow'd . The ...
Halaman 25
... whofe defence oft , in the doubtful hour , You rush'd with rapture down the gulph of fate , Of death ambitious ! till by aweful deeds , Virtues , and courage , that amaze mankind , The queen of nations rofe ; poffeft of all . Which ...
... whofe defence oft , in the doubtful hour , You rush'd with rapture down the gulph of fate , Of death ambitious ! till by aweful deeds , Virtues , and courage , that amaze mankind , The queen of nations rofe ; poffeft of all . Which ...
Edisi yang lain - Lihat semua
Istilah dan frasa umum
Abra æther ANTISTROPHE beneath beſt blaſt bleft boaſt breaſt breathe Britiſh Britons charms chearful deep deferts Delia delight dreft eaſe eclogue Ev'n facred fafe fair fame fancy fcene fear fecret feems fhade fhall fhepherds fhore fighs filent fing firft firſt flame flaves focial foft fome fong fons footh foul fprings ftate ftill ftreams fuch funk fweet fwelling genius glory Goddeſs grace Greece heart heaven himſelf infpiring laft land laſt Liberty loft lov'd maid meaſure mind mix'd moſt Mufe Muſe muſt numbers nymph o'er paffions peace plain pleaſe pleaſure pour'd pride rage rais'd raiſe reafon reign rife rofe Rome round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhore ſhould ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread ſtate ſtill ſtorm ſtrain ſweet temperate vale tender thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil treaſure tyrant vale virtue waſte whofe whoſe wild wiſdom youth
Bagian yang populer
Halaman 218 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Halaman 237 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Halaman 235 - And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the strain prolong ; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She call'd on Echo still through all the song ; And where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close ; And Hope enchanted smil'd, and wav'd her golden hair...
Halaman 230 - While Spring shall pour his showers, as oft he wont> And bathe thy breathing tresses, meekest Eve ! While Summer loves to sport Beneath thy lingering light : While sallow Autumn fills thy lap with leaves, Or Winter yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes : So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! ODE TO PEACE.
Halaman 280 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Halaman 235 - He threw his blood-stained sword in thunder down, And with a withering look The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe.
Halaman 213 - O thou, whose spirit most possest The sacred seat of Shakspeare's breast! By all that from thy prophet broke. In thy divine emotions spoke ; Hither again thy fury deal, Teach me but once like him to feel : His cypress wreath my meed decree, And I, O Fear, will dwell with thee ! ODE TO SIMPLICITY.
Halaman 244 - The redbreast oft, at evening hours, Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gathered flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Halaman 201 - What if the lion in his rage I meet ! — Oft in the dust I view his printed feet: And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger...
Halaman 236 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemmed with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, — The hunter's call, to faun and dryad known!