English Minstrelsy: Being a Selection of Fugitive Poetry from the Best English Authors; with Some Original Pieces, Hitherto Unpublished, Nide 1Walter Scott J. Ballantyne and Company, 1810 - 264 sivua |
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Sivu 15
... Fate could force ' Twixt soul and body a divorce , It could not man and wife divide , They lived one life , one death they died . Peace , good reader , do not weep ; Peace , the lovers are asleep : They ( sweet turtles ) folded lie , In ...
... Fate could force ' Twixt soul and body a divorce , It could not man and wife divide , They lived one life , one death they died . Peace , good reader , do not weep ; Peace , the lovers are asleep : They ( sweet turtles ) folded lie , In ...
Sivu 38
... , And what the quiver - bearing foe , Art anxiously inquisitive to know : But God has , wisely , hid from human sight The dark decrees of future fate , And sown their seeds in depth of night ; He laughs at all the giddy turns of state , 38.
... , And what the quiver - bearing foe , Art anxiously inquisitive to know : But God has , wisely , hid from human sight The dark decrees of future fate , And sown their seeds in depth of night ; He laughs at all the giddy turns of state , 38.
Sivu 40
... fate are mine ; Not heaven itself upon the past has power , But what has been , has been , and I have had my hour . Fortune , that with malicious joy Does man , her slave , oppress , Proud of her office to destroy , Is seldom pleased to ...
... fate are mine ; Not heaven itself upon the past has power , But what has been , has been , and I have had my hour . Fortune , that with malicious joy Does man , her slave , oppress , Proud of her office to destroy , Is seldom pleased to ...
Sivu 61
... fate , The blast of fame's sweet trumpet sounds too late , Too late to stay the spirit on its flight , Or soothe the new inhabitant of light ; Who hears regardless , while fond man , distress'd , Hangs on the absent , and laments the ...
... fate , The blast of fame's sweet trumpet sounds too late , Too late to stay the spirit on its flight , Or soothe the new inhabitant of light ; Who hears regardless , while fond man , distress'd , Hangs on the absent , and laments the ...
Sivu 74
... fate , O'er mortal bliss prevail : The buskin'd muse shall near her stand , And sighing prompt her tender hand , With each disastrous tale . There let me oft , retired by day , In dreams of passion melt away , Allowed with thee to dwell ...
... fate , O'er mortal bliss prevail : The buskin'd muse shall near her stand , And sighing prompt her tender hand , With each disastrous tale . There let me oft , retired by day , In dreams of passion melt away , Allowed with thee to dwell ...
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Muita painoksia - Näytä kaikki
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
airy Albret ANTISTROPHE arms Arthur ranged Avalonia bards beneath blast blest bliss bloom bold bosom bower breast breath bright brow Cardigan charm Coimbra cries crown dark dear death death's domain delight dost thou Doth dwell e'er fair fame fancy fate Fear flame flower fond frantic band Ganymede gentle glow grace grove hail hand happy hast hath haunt hear heart heaven Hebrides heroic arts hour king land Line 8th live maid monarch mourn muse nature pants ne'er night numbers nymph o'er pale passion peace plain pride queen rage rise rocks round rude scene shade shed shine shore sighs sing smiling song soul spread spring strain stranger band stream sung swain sweet tale taught tear temperate vale thee thine toil Urien vale wake warble waves wild wind wing wretch Yarrow youth
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Sivu 84 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Sivu 210 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For Nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Sivu 89 - There must thou wake perforce thy Doric quill; Tis Fancy's land to which thou sett'st thy feet; Where still, 'tis said, the fairy people meet, Beneath each birken shade, on mead or hill. There, each trim lass, that skims the milky store, To the swart tribes their creamy bowls allots ; By night they sip it round the cottage door, While airy minstrels warble jocund notes.
Sivu 22 - Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights, Wherein you spend your folly : There's nought in this life sweet If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy...
Sivu 217 - No sedge-crowned sisters now attend, Now waft me from the green hill's side, Whose cold turf hides the buried friend...
Sivu 65 - TIMELY blossom, Infant fair, Fondling of a happy pair, Every morn and every night Their solicitous delight, Sleeping, waking, still at ease, Pleasing, without skill to please ; Little gossip, blithe and hale, Tattling many a broken tale, Singing many a tuneless song, Lavish of a heedless tongue ; Simple maiden, void of art, Babbling out the very heart, Yet...
Sivu 89 - But think far off how, on the southern coast, I met thy friendship with an equal flame!
Sivu 90 - These are the themes of simple, sure effect, That add new conquests to her boundless reign, And fill, with double force, her heart-commanding strain.
Sivu 43 - The silent heart, which grief assails, Treads soft and lonesome o'er the vales, Sees daisies open, rivers run, And seeks (as I have vainly done) Amusing thought ; but learns to know That solitude 's the nurse of woe.
Sivu 40 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call to-day his own: He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have lived to-day. Be fair or foul, or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.