The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, المجلد 71804 |
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... hope for all . XIV . And now a word or two remains , Sweet Davy , and I close my strains : Think well ere you engage ; Vapours and ague - fits may come , And matrimonial claims at home , Un - nerve you for the stage . XV . But if you ...
... hope for all . XIV . And now a word or two remains , Sweet Davy , and I close my strains : Think well ere you engage ; Vapours and ague - fits may come , And matrimonial claims at home , Un - nerve you for the stage . XV . But if you ...
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... hope my vacant hours Have been employ'd to sweeten yours . Truth under fiction I impart , To weed out folly from the heart ; And fhew the paths , that lead aftray The wand'ring nymph from wisdom's way . I flatter none . The great and ...
... hope my vacant hours Have been employ'd to sweeten yours . Truth under fiction I impart , To weed out folly from the heart ; And fhew the paths , that lead aftray The wand'ring nymph from wisdom's way . I flatter none . The great and ...
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... hope your pretty tale is told ? And next demand , without a cavil , What new Utopia do you travel ? Upon my word , thefe high - flown fancies Shew depth of learning - in romances . Why , what unfashion'd ftuff you tell us , Of buckram ...
... hope your pretty tale is told ? And next demand , without a cavil , What new Utopia do you travel ? Upon my word , thefe high - flown fancies Shew depth of learning - in romances . Why , what unfashion'd ftuff you tell us , Of buckram ...
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... hope to plant conviction Where cavil grows on contradiction ? Some the evades or difavows , Demurs to all , and none allows ; A kind of ancient things , call'd fables ! And thus the Goddess turn'd the tables . Now both in argument grew ...
... hope to plant conviction Where cavil grows on contradiction ? Some the evades or difavows , Demurs to all , and none allows ; A kind of ancient things , call'd fables ! And thus the Goddess turn'd the tables . Now both in argument grew ...
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... hope of earthly joy ! Thy gifts , O Fortune ! I refign , Let her and poverty be mine ! And every year that life fhall lend , Shall blefs the Lover and the Friend . In vain , alas ! in vain I ftrive To keep a dying hope alive ; The last ...
... hope of earthly joy ! Thy gifts , O Fortune ! I refign , Let her and poverty be mine ! And every year that life fhall lend , Shall blefs the Lover and the Friend . In vain , alas ! in vain I ftrive To keep a dying hope alive ; The last ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
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الصفحة 278 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
الصفحة 276 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
الصفحة 281 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...
الصفحة 60 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
الصفحة 278 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
الصفحة 279 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
الصفحة 278 - 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 : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
الصفحة 282 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...
الصفحة 278 - To thee he gave the heavenly birth, And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged Nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
الصفحة 68 - The royal lover bore her from the plain ; Yet still her crook and bleating flock remain: Oft, as she went, she backward turn'd her view, And bade that crook and bleating flock adieu. Fair, happy maid ! to other...