The Feast of the Poets: With Notes, and Other Pieces in VerseGale, Curtis, and Fenner, 1815 - 157 من الصفحات |
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... fancy like your's , that can play it's own part , And clip with fine fingers the chords of the heart , Should draw from itself the whole charm of it's Nor put up with notes , that to others belong.'12 The poet to this was about to reply ...
... fancy like your's , that can play it's own part , And clip with fine fingers the chords of the heart , Should draw from itself the whole charm of it's Nor put up with notes , that to others belong.'12 The poet to this was about to reply ...
الصفحة 13
... fancy and style , Look more like the morbid abstractions of bile ? & There is one of you here , - ' twas of him that I spoke , tri Who , instead of becoming a byeword and joke , ...... Should have brought back our fine old pre - eminent ...
... fancy and style , Look more like the morbid abstractions of bile ? & There is one of you here , - ' twas of him that I spoke , tri Who , instead of becoming a byeword and joke , ...... Should have brought back our fine old pre - eminent ...
الصفحة 19
... names as they rose , I But none were omitted , you'll eas❜ly suppose , Whom Fancy has crown'd with one twig of the bay , * ་ From old father Chaucer to Collins and Gray . I must'nt forget though , that Bob , like a THE POETS . 19.
... names as they rose , I But none were omitted , you'll eas❜ly suppose , Whom Fancy has crown'd with one twig of the bay , * ་ From old father Chaucer to Collins and Gray . I must'nt forget though , that Bob , like a THE POETS . 19.
الصفحة 26
... fancy and abstract enjoyment ; and in copying the simplicity together with the quaintnesses of a great poet , he became more natural , and really touched his subject with a more original freshness , than when he had his style to himself ...
... fancy and abstract enjoyment ; and in copying the simplicity together with the quaintnesses of a great poet , he became more natural , and really touched his subject with a more original freshness , than when he had his style to himself ...
الصفحة 28
... fancy and feeling no properties belonging to poetry . I am only considering his versification ; and upon that point I do not hesitate to say , that I regard him , not only as no master of his art , but as a very indifferent practiser ...
... fancy and feeling no properties belonging to poetry . I am only considering his versification ; and upon that point I do not hesitate to say , that I regard him , not only as no master of his art , but as a very indifferent practiser ...
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الصفحة 111 - Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
الصفحة 33 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
الصفحة 97 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the...
الصفحة 33 - But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as...
الصفحة 111 - I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound. And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
الصفحة 111 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
الصفحة 34 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face and you'll forget 'em all.
الصفحة 97 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
الصفحة 33 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies; The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight. Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
الصفحة 4 - The brow all of wisdom, and lips all of love; For though he was blooming, and oval of cheek, And youth down his shoulders went smoothing and sleek, Yet his look with the reach of past ages was wise, And the soul of eternity thought through his eyes.