Select specimens of the English poets, ed. by A. De VereAubrey Thomas De Vere 1858 |
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Strana iv
... Living Truth , would not , in creating man , have con- stituted the imagination one of his most powerful faculties ; -neither would He have taught by parables . It is especially in youth that the cultivation of the poetic mind is useful ...
... Living Truth , would not , in creating man , have con- stituted the imagination one of his most powerful faculties ; -neither would He have taught by parables . It is especially in youth that the cultivation of the poetic mind is useful ...
Strana 14
... living death , So dead , alive , of life he drew the breath . The body's rest , the quiet of the heart , The travail's ease , the still night's fere5 was he ; And of our life in earth the better part , Reever of sight , and yet in whom ...
... living death , So dead , alive , of life he drew the breath . The body's rest , the quiet of the heart , The travail's ease , the still night's fere5 was he ; And of our life in earth the better part , Reever of sight , and yet in whom ...
Strana 29
... living we bestow , If not well ended at our dying day . O man ! have mind of that last bitter throw ; For as the tree does fall , so lyes it ever low . The sixt had charge of them now being dead , In seemely sort their corses to engrave ...
... living we bestow , If not well ended at our dying day . O man ! have mind of that last bitter throw ; For as the tree does fall , so lyes it ever low . The sixt had charge of them now being dead , In seemely sort their corses to engrave ...
Strana 30
... living wight Should make his marke , high Heaven to attaine ? Is not from hence the way , that leadeth right To that most glorious House , that glistreth bright With burning starres and everliving fire , Whereof the keies are to thy ...
... living wight Should make his marke , high Heaven to attaine ? Is not from hence the way , that leadeth right To that most glorious House , that glistreth bright With burning starres and everliving fire , Whereof the keies are to thy ...
Strana 53
... living of Alderston , in Suffolk , A.D. 1623. His poem entitled the Temptation and Victory of Christ deserves a high place in the religious poetry of England . In its imaginative and allegorical vein it resembles Spenser . The diction ...
... living of Alderston , in Suffolk , A.D. 1623. His poem entitled the Temptation and Victory of Christ deserves a high place in the religious poetry of England . In its imaginative and allegorical vein it resembles Spenser . The diction ...
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Strana 253 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day...
Strana 254 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy...
Strana 252 - Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness ! Close bosom-friend of the maturing Sun ! Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
Strana 248 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Strana 47 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in, Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Strana 18 - And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle...
Strana 94 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Strana 149 - The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death...
Strana 152 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew. Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Strana 44 - Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.