The Liberal: Verse and Prose from the South, Zväzky 1–2John Hunt, 1822 |
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Strana xiv
... Poet Laureate , with his own lines on Mar- tin the Regicide staring him in the face ? And , 5thly . Putting the four preceding items together , with what conscience dare he call the attention of the laws to the publications of others ...
... Poet Laureate , with his own lines on Mar- tin the Regicide staring him in the face ? And , 5thly . Putting the four preceding items together , with what conscience dare he call the attention of the laws to the publications of others ...
Strana 2
... Poet Laureate dedicated to him , it appeareth , one of his fugitive lyrics , upon the strength of a poem called Gebir . Who would suppose , that in this same Gebir , the aforesaid Savage Landor ( for such is his grim cognomen ) putteth ...
... Poet Laureate dedicated to him , it appeareth , one of his fugitive lyrics , upon the strength of a poem called Gebir . Who would suppose , that in this same Gebir , the aforesaid Savage Landor ( for such is his grim cognomen ) putteth ...
Strana 33
... poets when the tide of rhyme's in flow ; But stuck fast with his first hexameter , Not one of all whose gouty feet would stir . XCI . But ere the spavin'd dactyls could be spurr'd Into recitative , in great dismay Both cherubim and ...
... poets when the tide of rhyme's in flow ; But stuck fast with his first hexameter , Not one of all whose gouty feet would stir . XCI . But ere the spavin'd dactyls could be spurr'd Into recitative , in great dismay Both cherubim and ...
Strana 34
... whole aspect , which , though rather grave , Was by no means so ugly as his case ; But that indeed was hopeless as can be , Quite a poetic felony " de se . " XCV . Then Michael blew his trump , and still'd 34 THE VISION OF JUDGMENT .
... whole aspect , which , though rather grave , Was by no means so ugly as his case ; But that indeed was hopeless as can be , Quite a poetic felony " de se . " XCV . Then Michael blew his trump , and still'd 34 THE VISION OF JUDGMENT .
Strana 38
... Poet down ; Who fell like Phaeton , but more at ease , Into his lake , for there he did not drown , A different web being by the Destinies Woven for the Laureate's final wreath , whene'er Reform shall happen either here or there . CV ...
... Poet down ; Who fell like Phaeton , but more at ease , Into his lake , for there he did not drown , A different web being by the Destinies Woven for the Laureate's final wreath , whene'er Reform shall happen either here or there . CV ...
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Strana 86 - Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Strana 117 - Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita Mi ritrovai per una selva oscura, Chè la diritta via era smarrita.
Strana 163 - AND it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose.
Strana 395 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how? — To thy chamber window, sweet ! The wandering airs, they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The champak odors fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart, As I must die on thine, O, beloved as thou art!
Strana 47 - Than wood-nymph, or the fairest goddess feign'd Of three that in mount Ida naked strove, Stood to entertain her guest from heaven ; no veil She needed, virtue-proof; no thought infirm Alter'd her cheek.
Strana 395 - O, lift me from the grass! I die, I faint, I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas ! My heart beats loud and fast: Oh! press it close to thine again, Where it will break at last ! Very few, perhaps, are familiar with these lines — yet no less a poet than Shelley is their author.
Strana 24 - ... even beyond my hopes. I returned home well satisfied. The sun that was still labouring pale and wan through the sky, obscured by thick mists, seemed an emblem of the good cause; and the cold dank drops of dew that hung half melted on the beard of the thistle, had something genial and refreshing in them; for there was a spirit of hope and youth in all nature, that turned every thing into good.
Strana 18 - He ever warr'd with freedom and the free : " Nations as men, home subjects, foreign foes, " So that they utter'd the word ' Liberty !' " Found George the Third their first opponent. Whose " History was ever stain'd as his will be " With national and individual woes ? " I grant his household abstinence ; I grant " His neutral virtues, which most monarchs want ; XLVI.
Strana 38 - There was a severe, worn pressure of thought about his temples, a fire in his eye (as if he saw something in objects more than the outward appearance...
Strana 3 - SAINT Peter sat by the celestial gate, His keys were rusty, and the lock was dull, So little trouble had been given of late ; Not that the place by any means was full, But since the Gallic era " eighty-eight," The devils had ta'en a longer, stronger pull, And "a pull altogether," as they say At sea— which drew most souls another way.