New elegant extracts; a selection from the most eminent British poets and poetical translators, by R.A. Davenport, المجلد 1 |
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... never yet been done , or even attempted , and the Editor flatters himself that , by thus taking a wider scope than has been taken by those who have gone before him , he has , in some degree , contributed to the pleasure of the Reader ...
... never yet been done , or even attempted , and the Editor flatters himself that , by thus taking a wider scope than has been taken by those who have gone before him , he has , in some degree , contributed to the pleasure of the Reader ...
الصفحة 4
... never was by mortal finger strook ; Divinely warbled voice Answering the stringed noise , As all their souls in blissful rapture took ; The air , such pleasure loath to lose , [ close . With thousand echoes still prolongs each heavenly ...
... never was by mortal finger strook ; Divinely warbled voice Answering the stringed noise , As all their souls in blissful rapture took ; The air , such pleasure loath to lose , [ close . With thousand echoes still prolongs each heavenly ...
الصفحة 5
... never made , But when of old the sons of morning sung , While the Creator great His constellations set , And the well balanced world on hinges hung ; And cast the dark foundations deep , [ keep . And bid the weltering waves their oozy ...
... never made , But when of old the sons of morning sung , While the Creator great His constellations set , And the well balanced world on hinges hung ; And cast the dark foundations deep , [ keep . And bid the weltering waves their oozy ...
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... never cloy . Mercy yclepedt . All Nature on her hung , To drink her manna and her smiles enjoy ; Young laughing angels Mercy , Mercy , ' sung ; Heaven echo'd Mercy ' back , the spheres with ' Mercy ' rung . 6 ( Thus if the clouds ...
... never cloy . Mercy yclepedt . All Nature on her hung , To drink her manna and her smiles enjoy ; Young laughing angels Mercy , Mercy , ' sung ; Heaven echo'd Mercy ' back , the spheres with ' Mercy ' rung . 6 ( Thus if the clouds ...
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... never know decline , Till foreign lands and distant isles Receive the law divine . He who spread forth the arch of heaven , And bade the planets roll , Who laid the basis of the earth , And form'd the human soul , - Thus saith the Lord ...
... never know decline , Till foreign lands and distant isles Receive the law divine . He who spread forth the arch of heaven , And bade the planets roll , Who laid the basis of the earth , And form'd the human soul , - Thus saith the Lord ...
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الصفحة 8 - And sullen Moloch, fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue ; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue ; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis, and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste...
الصفحة 204 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or, how the royal Bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint, and wailing cry ; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire ; Or other holy Seers that tune the sacred lyre.
الصفحة 1 - This is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
الصفحة 7 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell...
الصفحة 7 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
الصفحة 202 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
الصفحة 203 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride : His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care, And " Let us worship God !
الصفحة 374 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.
الصفحة 33 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...
الصفحة 160 - Who in their greatest cost, Seek nothing but commending. And if they make reply. Then give them all the lie. Tell zeal it lacks devotion, Tell love it is but lust, Tell time it, is but motion, Tell flesh it is but dust; And wish them not reply, For thou must give the lie.