The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Zväzok 5Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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Strana 23
... bring , That sometimes true news , sometimes false doth Knocks at my heart , and whispers in mine ear , That if I ... brings beauty under : Both favour , savour , hue , and qualities , Whereat th ' imperial gazer late did wonder , Are on ...
... bring , That sometimes true news , sometimes false doth Knocks at my heart , and whispers in mine ear , That if I ... brings beauty under : Both favour , savour , hue , and qualities , Whereat th ' imperial gazer late did wonder , Are on ...
Strana 26
... bring him mulberries , and ripe red cherries ; He fed them with his sight , they him with berries . " But this foul , grim , and urchin - snouted boar , Whose downward eye still looketh for a grave , Ne'er saw the beauteous livery that ...
... bring him mulberries , and ripe red cherries ; He fed them with his sight , they him with berries . " But this foul , grim , and urchin - snouted boar , Whose downward eye still looketh for a grave , Ne'er saw the beauteous livery that ...
Strana 32
... bring ; I know what thorns the growing rose defends ; I think the honey guarded with a sting ; All this , beforehand , counsel comprehends : But will is deaf , and hears no heedful friends Only he hath an eye to gaze on beauty , And ...
... bring ; I know what thorns the growing rose defends ; I think the honey guarded with a sting ; All this , beforehand , counsel comprehends : But will is deaf , and hears no heedful friends Only he hath an eye to gaze on beauty , And ...
Strana 35
... bring him where his suit may be obtained ? When wilt thou sort an hour great strifes to end ? Or free that soul which wretchedness hath chained ? Give physic to the sick , ease to the pained ? The poor , lame , blind , halt , creep ...
... bring him where his suit may be obtained ? When wilt thou sort an hour great strifes to end ? Or free that soul which wretchedness hath chained ? Give physic to the sick , ease to the pained ? The poor , lame , blind , halt , creep ...
Strana 47
... bring forth Eternal numbers to out - live long date . The pain be mine , but thine shall be the praise . If my slight Muse do please these curious days , SONNET XXXV . No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done : Roses have thorns ...
... bring forth Eternal numbers to out - live long date . The pain be mine , but thine shall be the praise . If my slight Muse do please these curious days , SONNET XXXV . No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done : Roses have thorns ...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Zväzok 5 Alexander Chalmers Úplné zobrazenie - 1810 |
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Zväzok 5 Alexander Chalmers Úplné zobrazenie - 1810 |
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Zväzok 5 Alexander Chalmers Úplné zobrazenie - 1810 |
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Strana 46 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Strana 56 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Strana 69 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Strana 451 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Strana 198 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
Strana 69 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Strana 71 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither ! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...
Strana 55 - The forward violet thus did I chide ; — Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd.
Strana 59 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
Strana 55 - From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...