Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes : Authors, 550 ; Subjects, 435 ; Quotations, 13,600, Zväzok 1873J. B. Lippincott & Company, 1896 - 772 strán (strany) |
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Strana 13
... Addison , Ariosto , Aristotle , Bacon , Berkeley , Boileau , Boyle , Broome , Budgell , Burgess , Burnet , Burns , Cartesius , Cato , Cervantes , Chatterton , Chaucer , Cibber , Cicero , Coleridge , Condorcet , Congreve , Corneille ...
... Addison , Ariosto , Aristotle , Bacon , Berkeley , Boileau , Boyle , Broome , Budgell , Burgess , Burnet , Burns , Cartesius , Cato , Cervantes , Chatterton , Chaucer , Cibber , Cicero , Coleridge , Condorcet , Congreve , Corneille ...
Strana 18
... ADDISON . Must burn before its surface shine ; But plunged within the furnace flame , It bends and melts - though still the same . BYRON : Giaour . By adversity are wrought The greatest works of admiration , And all the fair examples of ...
... ADDISON . Must burn before its surface shine ; But plunged within the furnace flame , It bends and melts - though still the same . BYRON : Giaour . By adversity are wrought The greatest works of admiration , And all the fair examples of ...
Strana 20
... ADDISON . We'll mutually forget The warmth of youth and frowardness of age . ADDISON . The spring , like youth , fresh blossoms doth pro- duce , But autumn makes them ripe , and fit for use : So age a mature mellowness doth set On the ...
... ADDISON . We'll mutually forget The warmth of youth and frowardness of age . ADDISON . The spring , like youth , fresh blossoms doth pro- duce , But autumn makes them ripe , and fit for use : So age a mature mellowness doth set On the ...
Strana 33
... ADDISON . Where ambition of place goes before fitness Of birth , contempt and disgrace follow . GEORGE CHAPMAN . Blinded greatness , ever in turmoil , Still seeking happy life , makes life a toil . DANIEL . Be not with honour's gilded ...
... ADDISON . Where ambition of place goes before fitness Of birth , contempt and disgrace follow . GEORGE CHAPMAN . Blinded greatness , ever in turmoil , Still seeking happy life , makes life a toil . DANIEL . Be not with honour's gilded ...
Strana 40
... ADDISON . There is a temple in ruin stands , Fashion'd by long - forgotten hands ; Two or three columns , and many a stone , Marble and granite , with grass o'ergrown ! BYRON : Siege of Corinth . There is a power And magic in the ruin'd ...
... ADDISON . There is a temple in ruin stands , Fashion'd by long - forgotten hands ; Two or three columns , and many a stone , Marble and granite , with grass o'ergrown ! BYRON : Siege of Corinth . There is a power And magic in the ruin'd ...
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ADDISON ANNE BRADSTREET beauty BEN JONSON birds BLACKMORE bless bliss breast breath bright BYRON charms Childe Harold clouds coursers COWLEY COWPER dark death delight DENHAM doth dreams DRYDEN earth eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear flowers fools gentle give glory golden grace grief happy hast hath heart heaven honour hope hour Hudibras ISAAC WATTS JOANNA BAILLIE king light live look Lord MILTON mind morning muse N. P. WILLIS nature ne'er never Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace pleasure POPE pow'r praise pride PRIOR ROSCOMMON round shade SHAKSPEARE shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul SPENSER spirit spring stars stream sweet SWIFT tears thee thine things THOMSON thou trees truth virtue voice WALLER WALTER HARTE weep wind wings wise woman words YOUNG youth
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Strana 395 - How sleep the Brave, who sink to rest By all their Country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there ! W.
Strana 435 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home! Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Strana 572 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Strana 382 - Dark-heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime; The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible: even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Strana 429 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Strana 159 - Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Strana 274 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Strana 29 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Strana 299 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Strana 382 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...