Elegant Extracts: Book V. Pindaric, Horatian, and other odes ; Book VI. Elegiac and funereal, including monodies and epitaphsWells and Lilly, 1826 |
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Sivu 7
... winds along , Deep , majestic , smooth , and strong , Through verdant vales , and Ceres ' golden reign : Now rolling ... wind : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak , and lightnings of his eye . I. 3 . Thee the ...
... winds along , Deep , majestic , smooth , and strong , Through verdant vales , and Ceres ' golden reign : Now rolling ... wind : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak , and lightnings of his eye . I. 3 . Thee the ...
Sivu 12
... 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 . Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed , Less pleasing 12 BOOK V. ELEGANT EXTRACTS .
... 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 . Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed , Less pleasing 12 BOOK V. ELEGANT EXTRACTS .
Sivu 36
... winds , A lion's spoils , without a zone , Around her limbs are careless thrown ; Her right hand wields a knotted mace , Her eyes roll wild , a stride her pace ; Her left a magic mirror holds , In which she oft herself beholds . O ...
... winds , A lion's spoils , without a zone , Around her limbs are careless thrown ; Her right hand wields a knotted mace , Her eyes roll wild , a stride her pace ; Her left a magic mirror holds , In which she oft herself beholds . O ...
Sivu 59
... Graces more , To ivy - crowned Bacchus bore : Or whether ( as some sages sing ) The frolic wind , that breathes the spring . + Zephyr , with Aurora playing , As he met her BOOK V. PINDARIC AND OTHER ODES . 59 L'Allegro Millon.
... Graces more , To ivy - crowned Bacchus bore : Or whether ( as some sages sing ) The frolic wind , that breathes the spring . + Zephyr , with Aurora playing , As he met her BOOK V. PINDARIC AND OTHER ODES . 59 L'Allegro Millon.
Sivu 62
... winds soon lull'd asleep . Tower'd cities please us then , And the busy hum of men , Where throngs of knights and barons bold , In weeds of peace , high triumphs hold , With store of ladies , whose bright eyes Rain influence 62 BOOK V ...
... winds soon lull'd asleep . Tower'd cities please us then , And the busy hum of men , Where throngs of knights and barons bold , In weeds of peace , high triumphs hold , With store of ladies , whose bright eyes Rain influence 62 BOOK V ...
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ANTISTROPHE beauty behold beneath bless'd bliss bloom blow bosom bowers breast breath charms cherub crown'd dear death delight divine dust E'en EDMUND DUKE ELEGY ELIJAH FENTON EPITAPH Eurydice Ev'n fair fame Fancy fate fear flowers fond FRANCIS ATTERBURY Francis Beaumont gloom glow goddess grace grave grief grove hallow'd hand hear heart Heav'n honour hour JAMES QUIN Joseph Warton joys light lov'd lyre maid MICHAEL DRAYTON mind MONODY mourn Muse Nature's ne'er night nymph o'er pain pale peace pensive pity pleasure poison'd Pope pow'r pride rais'd rill round sacred scene shade shine sigh sleep smiles soft solemn song sooth sorrow soul sound stream sweet tear tender thee thine Thomas Warton thou toil tomb tongue train trembling truth Twas vale virtue Virtue's voice waking eyes Warton wave weeping wild wing yonder youth
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Sivu 145 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of the unhonored 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.
Sivu 56 - Hard by, a cottage chimney smokes From betwixt two aged oaks, Where Corydon and Thyrsis met, Are at their savoury dinner set Of herbs, and other country messes, Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses, And then in haste her bower she leaves, With Thestylis to bind the sheaves; Or, if the earlier season lead, To the tann'd haycock in the mead.
Sivu 61 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek...
Sivu 144 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Sivu 137 - Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No! men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men, who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain : These constitute a State, And sovereign Law, that State's collected will O'er thrones and globes elate, Sits Empress, crowning good, repressing ill.
Sivu 56 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Sivu 144 - 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.
Sivu 110 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity :
Sivu 250 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Sivu 60 - And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.