A History of English Poetry, Volume 5Macmillan and Company, 1905 |
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... hearts he rears By arts of peace more potent than by wars : How o'er himself , as o'er the world , he reigns , His morals strengthening what his law ordains . Here the absence alike of lyrical impulse and of meta- phorical imagery is ...
... hearts he rears By arts of peace more potent than by wars : How o'er himself , as o'er the world , he reigns , His morals strengthening what his law ordains . Here the absence alike of lyrical impulse and of meta- phorical imagery is ...
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... heart we trace . So fair the warning , and so plainly writ ; Let none condemn the light that shows a pit . Cocles , whose face finds credit for his heart , Who can escape so smooth a villain's art ? Adorned with every grace that can ...
... heart we trace . So fair the warning , and so plainly writ ; Let none condemn the light that shows a pit . Cocles , whose face finds credit for his heart , Who can escape so smooth a villain's art ? Adorned with every grace that can ...
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... heart . Those who love's dear deluding pains have known May in my fatal story read their own : Those who have lived from all its torments free May find the thing they never felt by me : Perhaps , advised , avoid the gilded bait , And ...
... heart . Those who love's dear deluding pains have known May in my fatal story read their own : Those who have lived from all its torments free May find the thing they never felt by me : Perhaps , advised , avoid the gilded bait , And ...
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... heart , and he describes in his verse his fluctuations of feeling between his love for his mistress and his contempt for his rivals . In the following lines- one of the early examples of anapæstic verse in English poetry - there is an ...
... heart , and he describes in his verse his fluctuations of feeling between his love for his mistress and his contempt for his rivals . In the following lines- one of the early examples of anapæstic verse in English poetry - there is an ...
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... heart . I'd have her reason all her passion sway , Easy in company , in private gay : Coy to a fop , to the deserving free ; Still constant to herself , and just to me . A soul she should have for great actions fit ; Prudence and wisdom ...
... heart . I'd have her reason all her passion sway , Easy in company , in private gay : Coy to a fop , to the deserving free ; Still constant to herself , and just to me . A soul she should have for great actions fit ; Prudence and wisdom ...
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Page 214 - A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintained its man ; For him light labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more : His best companions, innocence and health, And his best riches ignorance of wealth.
Page 358 - No poet wept him ; but the page Of narrative sincere, That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear: And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream, Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme A more enduring date: But misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case. No voice divine the storm allayed, No light propitious shone, When, snatched from all effectual aid, We perished, each alone: But I beneath...
Page 395 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Page 87 - Can I forget the dismal night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ! How silent did his old companions tread, By midnight lamps, the mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings...
Page 136 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall, (I wish I knew what king to call.; Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Page 399 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Page 206 - Resistless burns the fever of renown, Caught from the strong contagion of the gown: O'er Bodley's dome his future labours spread. And Bacon's mansion trembles o'er his head.
Page 173 - Some to the sun their insect wings unfold, Waft on the breeze, or sink in clouds of gold; Transparent forms, too fine for mortal sight, Their fluid bodies half dissolved in light. Loose to the wind their airy garments flew. Thin...
Page 357 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, - My Mary ! But well thou play'dst the housewife's part; And all thy threads with magic art, Have wound themselves about this heart, My Mary...
Page 432 - The numerous and violent claps of the whig party on the one side of the theatre, were echoed back by the tories on the other; while the author sweated behind the scenes with concern to find their applause proceeding more from the hand than the head.