The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Zväzok 2Bell and Daldy, 1858 |
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Strana 4
... sound Did e'er the frighted ear of nature wound , Tho ' rival clarions have been strain'd on high , And kindled wars immortal thro ' the sky , Tho ' God's whole enginery discharg'd , and all The rebel angels bellow'd in their fall ...
... sound Did e'er the frighted ear of nature wound , Tho ' rival clarions have been strain'd on high , And kindled wars immortal thro ' the sky , Tho ' God's whole enginery discharg'd , and all The rebel angels bellow'd in their fall ...
Strana 5
... sound , the Christian banner spread , And raise from silent graves the trembling dead ; Such deep impression would the picture make , No power on earth her firm resolve could shake ; Engag'd with angels she would greatly stand , And ...
... sound , the Christian banner spread , And raise from silent graves the trembling dead ; Such deep impression would the picture make , No power on earth her firm resolve could shake ; Engag'd with angels she would greatly stand , And ...
Strana 11
... 'd , I lift my voice , and sing to human kind : I sing to men and angels ; angels join , While such the theme , their sacred songs with mine . Again the trumpet's intermitted sound Rolls the wide circuit of BOOK I. 11.
... 'd , I lift my voice , and sing to human kind : I sing to men and angels ; angels join , While such the theme , their sacred songs with mine . Again the trumpet's intermitted sound Rolls the wide circuit of BOOK I. 11.
Strana 12
... sound , no gasping army's yell , Bid , with due horror , his great soul farewell . Obscure his fall ! all welt'ring in his gore , His trunk was cast to perish on the shore ! While Julius frown'd the bloody monster dead , Who brought the ...
... sound , no gasping army's yell , Bid , with due horror , his great soul farewell . Obscure his fall ! all welt'ring in his gore , His trunk was cast to perish on the shore ! While Julius frown'd the bloody monster dead , Who brought the ...
Strana 13
... sound , their wand'rings And , gently circling , on a bough descend . The body thus renew'd , the conscious soul , Which has perhaps been flutt'ring near the pole , Or midst the burning planets wond'ring stray'd , Or hover'd o'er where ...
... sound , their wand'rings And , gently circling , on a bough descend . The body thus renew'd , the conscious soul , Which has perhaps been flutt'ring near the pole , Or midst the burning planets wond'ring stray'd , Or hover'd o'er where ...
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awful beams beneath bless bliss blood bloom boast bold book of Job breast bright Britain Britannia's Britons charms Clodio Codrus Confessio Amantis crown dare dark death deep distant divine dreadful earth EDWARD YOUNG eternal fair fame fate fear fire flame fool frown genius give glorious glory glow gods golden grace groans heart heaven honour human immortal JOHN MITFORD kings labour leviathan lord mankind mighty mind monarchs muse nature nature's ne'er night numbers nymphs o'er pain passion peace Pindar praise pride proud rage reign renown rise roar sacred satire scene seas shine sight sing skies smile soul spleen stars storm strain sweet swell sword tempest thee theme thine thou thought thro throne thunder toil Trade trembling triumph truth twill VIRG virtue virtue's Voltaire wealth winds wisdom wise
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Strana 151 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung, Of Bacchus ever fair, and ever young. The jolly god in triumph comes ; Sound the trumpets, beat the drums ; Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face : Now give the hautboys breath ; he comes, he comes.
Strana 317 - Ye restless men ! who pant for letter'd praise, With whom would you consult to gain the bays? With those great authors whose fam'd works you read? 'Tis well ; go, then, consult the laurcl'd shade, What answer will the laurel'd shade return?
Strana 111 - Tis greatly wise to know, before we 're told, The melancholy news, that we grow old. Autumnal Lyce carries in her face Memento mori to each public place. O how your beating breast a mistress warms, Who looks through spectacles to see your...
Strana 135 - One to destroy, is murder by the law ; And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe ; To murder thousands, takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
Strana 72 - As in smooth oil the razor best is whet, So wit is by politeness sharpest set : Their want of edge from their offence is seen ; Both pain us least when exquisitely keen.
Strana 193 - Britain boasts her empire o'er the deep, This marble shall compel the brave to weep : As men, as Britons, and as soldiers, mourn — ' Tis dauntless, loyal, virtuous Beauclerk's urn. Sweet were his manners as his soul was great, And ripe his worth, though immature his fate; Each tender grace that joy and love...
Strana 136 - Some future strain, in which the Muse shall tell How science dwindles, and how volumes swell. How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the Sun.
Strana 67 - Nor envies, when a gipsy you commit, And shake the clumsy bench with country wit ; When you the dullest of dull things have said, And then ask pardon for the jest you made.