Studies in Poetry: Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best Poets in the English Language, a Copious Selection of Elegant Extracts, a Short Analysis of Hebrew Poetry, and Translations from the Sacred Poets: Designed to Illustrate the Principles of Rhetoric, and Teach Their Application to PoetryCarter and Hendee, 1830 - 480 pages |
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... rise and progress of English poetry , from the period during which it formed the only ray of intellect in the English nation , till it became incorporated as an original and prominent part of our native literature , and to trace ...
... rise and progress of English poetry , from the period during which it formed the only ray of intellect in the English nation , till it became incorporated as an original and prominent part of our native literature , and to trace ...
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... rise in ; A sure and safe one , though thy master miss'd Mark but my fall , and that that ruin'd me . Cromwell , I charge thee , fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels , how can man then , The image of his Maker , hope to win ...
... rise in ; A sure and safe one , though thy master miss'd Mark but my fall , and that that ruin'd me . Cromwell , I charge thee , fling away ambition ; By that sin fell the angels , how can man then , The image of his Maker , hope to win ...
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... rising , That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him ; For then , and not till then , he felt himself , And found the blessedness of being little : And , to add greater honors to his age Than man ...
... rising , That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him ; For then , and not till then , he felt himself , And found the blessedness of being little : And , to add greater honors to his age Than man ...
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... Antony , there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits , and put a tongue In every wound of Cesar , that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny . BURIAL OF IMOGEN BY THE PEASANTS , BELARIUS , ARVI- 38 STUDIES IN POETRY .
... Antony , there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits , and put a tongue In every wound of Cesar , that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny . BURIAL OF IMOGEN BY THE PEASANTS , BELARIUS , ARVI- 38 STUDIES IN POETRY .
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... Rising in clouded majesty , at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light , And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw . When Adam thus to Eve : Fair Consort , th ' hour Of night , and all things now retired to rest , Mind us of ...
... Rising in clouded majesty , at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light , And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw . When Adam thus to Eve : Fair Consort , th ' hour Of night , and all things now retired to rest , Mind us of ...
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beauty behold beneath bliss bloom books of Job bowers breast breath bright brow charm cheerful clouds dark dear death deep delight dream earth English language Eolian eternal fair fancy fear feel fire flowers frae gentle gleam gloom glory grave green Grongar Hill grove hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven Hebrew poetry hills holy hour Israel Jehovah land light live lonely look Lord lyre mind moral morn mountains muse nature nature's never night numbers o'er peace pleasure poet poetical praise PSALM rill rock round scene Scotland shade shine shore silent sing skies sleep smile solemn song soul sound spirit spring storm stream STUDIES IN POETRY sublime sweet tears tempest tender thee thine thought toil tree trembling University of Edinburgh vale voice wandering wave ween wild wind wing woods
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Page 35 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 17 - His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Page 380 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
Page 28 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes...
Page 67 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 379 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 73 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Page 17 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 170 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Page 142 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his fav'rite 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 canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn:' THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown.