The Class Book of Poetry1852 - 144 strán (strany) |
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Strana 8
... Save in this paradise , be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it heare , To read what manner musicke that mote1 bee ; For all that pleasing is to living eare Was there consorted in one harmonee ; Birds , voices ...
... Save in this paradise , be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it heare , To read what manner musicke that mote1 bee ; For all that pleasing is to living eare Was there consorted in one harmonee ; Birds , voices ...
Strana 15
... Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands , our lives , and all are Bolingbroke's , And nothing can we call our own but death ; And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones . For heaven's ...
... Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands , our lives , and all are Bolingbroke's , And nothing can we call our own but death ; And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones . For heaven's ...
Strana 17
... Save ceremony , save general ceremony ? And what art thou , thou idol ceremony ? What kind of god art thou , that suffer'st more Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers ? What are thy rents ? what are thy comings - in ? O ceremony ...
... Save ceremony , save general ceremony ? And what art thou , thou idol ceremony ? What kind of god art thou , that suffer'st more Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers ? What are thy rents ? what are thy comings - in ? O ceremony ...
Strana 28
... saved he cold not bee . And the Lord Maxwell in like case Did with Erle Douglas dye ; Of twenty hundred Scottish speres , Scarce fifty - five did flye . Of fifteen hundred Englishmen , Went home but fifty - three ; The rest in Chevy ...
... saved he cold not bee . And the Lord Maxwell in like case Did with Erle Douglas dye ; Of twenty hundred Scottish speres , Scarce fifty - five did flye . Of fifteen hundred Englishmen , Went home but fifty - three ; The rest in Chevy ...
Strana 29
... save the king ! and bless this lande With plenty , joy , and peace ; And grant henceforth that foule debate " Twixt noblemen may cease . 29 1 The battle of Humbledown , or Homildon Hill , was fought in 1402. On this occasion the Earl of ...
... save the king ! and bless this lande With plenty , joy , and peace ; And grant henceforth that foule debate " Twixt noblemen may cease . 29 1 The battle of Humbledown , or Homildon Hill , was fought in 1402. On this occasion the Earl of ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
BATTLE OF BANNOCKBURN behold beneath birds bless bliss Born A.D. breast breath bright Charles Murray cheerful Chevy Chace clouds dark death deep delight died A.D. doth dread dream e'en earth ENGLISH PEASANT Erle Douglas Erle Percy ETON COLLEGE Eurydice fair father fear fire flood grave green grove hand happy hath head heard heart heaven hill honour king L'ALLEGRO labour LAODAMIA learn'd light live look lyre MELROSE ABBEY mind morn mortal mountains nature Nature's night numbers nymph o'er pain pass'd peace pleasures pomp pride Protesilaus proud rage rise roar round Scottland shade shew shore sight skies slaine sleep smiling soft song soul sound spirit spring storm stormy tempests blow streams sweet Thamyris thee Thessaly thine thou thought Tiresias trembling twine vale virtue voice wanton wave wild wind wings woods
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Strana 12 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text...
Strana 47 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their ha'llow'd haunt.
Strana 138 - BREATHES there the man with soul so dead Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well...
Strana 96 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd 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...
Strana 31 - Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
Strana 16 - Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Strana 82 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Strana 44 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony: That Orpheus...
Strana 95 - The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove, These were thy charms, sweet village; sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — But all these charms are fled.
Strana 143 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.