The beauties of English poetry, selected from the most esteemed authors, by dr. Wolcot, Volumen1John Wolcot 1804 |
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... praise . Yet part no injuries of heav'n could feel , Like crystal faithful to the graving steel : The rock's high summit , in the temple's shade , Nor heat could melt , nor beating storm invade . There names inscrib'd unnumber'd ages ...
... praise . Yet part no injuries of heav'n could feel , Like crystal faithful to the graving steel : The rock's high summit , in the temple's shade , Nor heat could melt , nor beating storm invade . There names inscrib'd unnumber'd ages ...
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... learning the just prize bestow ; For fame is all we must expect below . " The Goddess heard , and bade the Muses raise The golden trumpet of eternal praise : From pole to pole the winds diffuse the sound , THE TEMPLE OF FAME . 17.
... learning the just prize bestow ; For fame is all we must expect below . " The Goddess heard , and bade the Muses raise The golden trumpet of eternal praise : From pole to pole the winds diffuse the sound , THE TEMPLE OF FAME . 17.
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... ( Said FAME ) , " but high above desert renown'd : Let fuller notes th ' applauding world amaze , And the loud clarion labour in your praise . " This band dismiss'd , behold another crowd Preferr'd the same # 8 THE TEMPLE OF FAME .
... ( Said FAME ) , " but high above desert renown'd : Let fuller notes th ' applauding world amaze , And the loud clarion labour in your praise . " This band dismiss'd , behold another crowd Preferr'd the same # 8 THE TEMPLE OF FAME .
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... praise . But straight the direful trump of Slander sounds ; Thro ' the big dome the doubling thunder bounds ; Loud as the burst of cannon rends the skies , The dire report thro ' ev'ry region flies ; In ev'ry ear incessant rumours rung ...
... praise . But straight the direful trump of Slander sounds ; Thro ' the big dome the doubling thunder bounds ; Loud as the burst of cannon rends the skies , The dire report thro ' ev'ry region flies ; In ev'ry ear incessant rumours rung ...
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... Great idol , of mankind ! we neither claim The praise of merit , nor aspire to fame ; But , safe in deserts from th ' applause of men , Would die unheard of , as we liv'd unseen . " T is all we beg thee , to conceal 20 THE TEMPLE OF FAME .
... Great idol , of mankind ! we neither claim The praise of merit , nor aspire to fame ; But , safe in deserts from th ' applause of men , Would die unheard of , as we liv'd unseen . " T is all we beg thee , to conceal 20 THE TEMPLE OF FAME .
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Términos y frases comunes
appear'd arms bards beauty behold blush boast bosom bow'r breast breath bring charms clouds cries crown'd Dæmons dear delight drest DRYAD EDWIN ELEGY ENGLISH POETRY ev'ry eyes fair FAIR-ONE fairies fame fate fav'rite fire flame fond gentle glowing Goddess gold golden grace grief grove HAFEZ haste hath hear heart Heav'n heave honour immortal Israel JULIA light loud lover MADRIGAL maid MIRTH mourn Muse ne'er night Nymph o'er OBERON ORPHEUS pale passion PETRARCH PINCHBECK PINDAR pity plain Pleas'd pleasure pow'r praise rais'd RICHARD JAGO rill rise roof scene seem'd shade shone shrine sigh sight sing Sir TOPAZ skies smile song sorrows soul sound spectres stream stretch'd swains sweet tale tears tempest THEBES thee thine thou thousand thro throne thunder tow'ring train Twas vale ween wild wind wing wish WOLCOT wretch youth ZEPHYR
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Página 57 - And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing...
Página 60 - 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!
Página 50 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And, singing, startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweetbriar or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Página 48 - Hence loathed Melancholy Of Cerberus and blackest midnight born, In Stygian Cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy, Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings; There, under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Página 60 - That own'd the virtuous ring and glass ; And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride : And if aught else great bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of turneys, and of trophies hung, Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.
Página 59 - The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook ; And of those daemons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true consent With planet, or with element. Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptred pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops...
Página 53 - 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.
Página 54 - Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse...
Página 48 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Página 56 - But hail! thou Goddess sage and holy! Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's...