The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 56Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 - English poetry |
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... noble theme , her task the Mufe Pursues untir'd , and through the palace roves With ever - new delight . The tapestry rich With gold , and gay with all the beauteous paint Of various - colour'd filks , difpos'd with skill , 20 ...
... noble theme , her task the Mufe Pursues untir'd , and through the palace roves With ever - new delight . The tapestry rich With gold , and gay with all the beauteous paint Of various - colour'd filks , difpos'd with skill , 20 ...
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... noble pile ( My theme ) demands my voice . — O shade ador❜d , Marlborough ! who now above the starry sphere Dwell'ft in the palaces of heaven , enthron'd Among the demi - gods , deign to defend This thy abode , while prefent here below ...
... noble pile ( My theme ) demands my voice . — O shade ador❜d , Marlborough ! who now above the starry sphere Dwell'ft in the palaces of heaven , enthron'd Among the demi - gods , deign to defend This thy abode , while prefent here below ...
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... noble pride Could look fuperior down • On Fortune's fmile or frown ; That could without regret or pain . To Virtue's lowest duty facrifice Or Interest or Ambition's highest prize ;; That , injur'd or offended , never tried Its dignity ...
... noble pride Could look fuperior down • On Fortune's fmile or frown ; That could without regret or pain . To Virtue's lowest duty facrifice Or Interest or Ambition's highest prize ;; That , injur'd or offended , never tried Its dignity ...
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... noble fire of an exalted mind , With gentle female tendernefs combin'd . Her fpeech was the melodious voice of Love , Her fong the warbling of the vernal grove ; He Her eloquence was sweeter than her fong , Soft as 74 LYTTELTON'S POEMS ...
... noble fire of an exalted mind , With gentle female tendernefs combin'd . Her fpeech was the melodious voice of Love , Her fong the warbling of the vernal grove ; He Her eloquence was sweeter than her fong , Soft as 74 LYTTELTON'S POEMS ...
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... noble dame ; ' Tis Egrement - Go , tell it , Fame . ” ADDITION , EXTEMPORE , BY EARL HARDWICKE . AME heard with pleasure - ftrait replied , F Firft on my roll ftands Wyndham's bride ; " My trumpet oft I ' ve rais'd , to found " Her ...
... noble dame ; ' Tis Egrement - Go , tell it , Fame . ” ADDITION , EXTEMPORE , BY EARL HARDWICKE . AME heard with pleasure - ftrait replied , F Firft on my roll ftands Wyndham's bride ; " My trumpet oft I ' ve rais'd , to found " Her ...
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Page 288 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 288 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 288 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Page 288 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman 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...
Page 288 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Page 288 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 292 - Where each old poetic mountain Inspiration breath'd around; Ev'ry shade and hallow'd fountain Murmur'd deep a solemn sound: Till the sad Nine in Greece's evil hour Left their Parnassus for the Latian plains. Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrantpower, And coward vice, that revels in her chains. When Latium had her lofty spirit lost, They sought, oh, Albion! next thy seaencircled coast.
Page 60 - Her speech was the melodious voice of Love, Her song the warbling of the vernal grove ; Her eloquence was sweeter than her song, Soft as her heart, and as her reason strong...
Page 295 - Ode is founded on a tradition current in Wales, that Edward the First, when he completed the conquest of that country, ordered all the Bards that fell into his hands to be put to death.
Page 288 - Rich with the fpoils of Time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury reprefs'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the foul.