Selected Lyrics from Dryden, Collins, Gray, Cowper, and BurnsCharles Swain Thomas Houghton Mifflin, 1913 - 89 páginas |
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... harmony , from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran , The diapason closing full in Man . 15 What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? When Jubal struck the ...
... harmony , from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran , The diapason closing full in Man . 15 What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? When Jubal struck the ...
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... harmony of life . See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain , At length repair his vigour lost And breathe and walk again : 35 40 The meanest floweret of the vale , 45 The simplest note that swells the gale , The ...
... harmony of life . See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain , At length repair his vigour lost And breathe and walk again : 35 40 The meanest floweret of the vale , 45 The simplest note that swells the gale , The ...
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... harmony they join , 45 And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line . 666 II . 1. Strophe Weave the warp and weave the woof The winding sheet of Edward's race : Give ample room and verge enough The characters of hell to trace ...
... harmony they join , 45 And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line . 666 II . 1. Strophe Weave the warp and weave the woof The winding sheet of Edward's race : Give ample room and verge enough The characters of hell to trace ...
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... harmony of Spring : While , whispering pleasure as they fly , Cool Zephyrs thro ' the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling . 10 Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader , browner shade , Where'er the rude and moss ...
... harmony of Spring : While , whispering pleasure as they fly , Cool Zephyrs thro ' the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling . 10 Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader , browner shade , Where'er the rude and moss ...
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... , in some subtle way , from the melody and harmony of the spheres as they moved in their concentric orbits . 114 Cecilia : St. Cecilia , the more modern patron saint cele- LINE brated by Dryden , Pope , and others . 72 NOTES.
... , in some subtle way , from the melody and harmony of the spheres as they moved in their concentric orbits . 114 Cecilia : St. Cecilia , the more modern patron saint cele- LINE brated by Dryden , Pope , and others . 72 NOTES.
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Términos y frases comunes
Aeolian lyre Alexander ALEXANDER SELKIRK Alexander's Feast antistrophe apodosis baith bard beneath blaw bonnie Lesley breathe Burns Burns's Cecilia Cecilia's Day charm Collins Cowper Cromwell dear death Dryden Edward Edward III Eleanor of Castile Elegy Epode Eton ETON COLLEGE eyes Fair Lesley fate favorite flowers goddess Gray's harmony heart Heaven heroic couplet Highland Mary Horace Walpole hour Jean John Anderson Jove Julius Cæsar Kempenfelt King lassie LINE lived Luve LUVE'S lyre LYRICS Mary Morison melancholy meter mind mood Muse ne'er numbers o'er passage passion phrase Pindar pleasure poem poet poet's poetic poetry praise Progress of Poesy purple reader Richard Kempenfelt shade sigh'd simplicity sing Skylark smile Song for St sorrow soul sound springs stanza Stoke Pogis Strophe sweet taste thee theme thou thought thro tone Unwin vale verse voice winds wooing o't write
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Página 64 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Página 37 - 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.
Página 64 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi...
Página 37 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 13 - WHEN Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Throng'd around her magic cell...
Página 24 - Nor e'en thy virtues, tyrant, shall avail To save thy secret soul from nightly fears, From Cambria's curse, from Cambria's tears...
Página 48 - Twelve years have elapsed since I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene where his...
Página 38 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 7 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Página 17 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.