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... thought he could remember part of an exercise of his on the subject of the freezing and thawing of words , taken from the Spectator ; the short fragment is as follows : - 66 Pluvięque loquaces Descendere jugis , et garrulus ingruit ...
... thought he could remember part of an exercise of his on the subject of the freezing and thawing of words , taken from the Spectator ; the short fragment is as follows : - 66 Pluvięque loquaces Descendere jugis , et garrulus ingruit ...
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... thought to be more brilliant than his friend's ; " and Bryant says , " West was the better scholar . " His Latin Com- positions , in my opinion , are beautiful in sentiment and expression , though a few inaccuracies may be detected ...
... thought to be more brilliant than his friend's ; " and Bryant says , " West was the better scholar . " His Latin Com- positions , in my opinion , are beautiful in sentiment and expression , though a few inaccuracies may be detected ...
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... thoughts of his profession , seems to appear from a letter to West ; " Alas ! for one , ” he writes , " who has nothing to do but to amuse him- self . I believe my amusements are as little amus- ing as most folks ' . But no matter : it ...
... thoughts of his profession , seems to appear from a letter to West ; " Alas ! for one , ” he writes , " who has nothing to do but to amuse him- self . I believe my amusements are as little amus- ing as most folks ' . But no matter : it ...
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... thought too antiquated . " I will not , " he says , " decide what style is fittest for the English stage ; but I ... thoughts or image does not sup- port it , differs in nothing from prose , & c . " And he then supports this opinion by ...
... thought too antiquated . " I will not , " he says , " decide what style is fittest for the English stage ; but I ... thoughts or image does not sup- port it , differs in nothing from prose , & c . " And he then supports this opinion by ...
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... thoughts and poetical imagery , however expressed , could be insipid . But Mason's own poetry was formed on this model ... thought and expression were most easy , natural , and just . " Come here , he adds , and I will read and criticise ...
... thoughts and poetical imagery , however expressed , could be insipid . But Mason's own poetry was formed on this model ... thought and expression were most easy , natural , and just . " Come here , he adds , and I will read and criticise ...
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POETICAL WORKS OF THOMAS GRAY Thomas 1716-1771 Gray,Henry 1808-1834 Reed,C. W. (Charles Walter) 1817 Radcliffe No preview available - 2016 |
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Page 139 - The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Page 162 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthrall?
Page 35 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Page 115 - Gainst graver hours that bring constraint To sweeten liberty : Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Page 126 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 200 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 163 - Alas! regardless of their doom The little victims play; No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day: Yet see how all around 'em wait The ministers of human fate And black Misfortune's baleful train!
Page 173 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair, Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre...
Page 197 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; 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 the' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 118 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.