The Minstrel: Or, The Progress of Genius. In Two Books. With Some Other PoemsWilliam Durell, no. 106, Maiden-Lane, P. Heard, printer, 1802 - 124 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 16
... dart ; Prompting th ' ungenerous wish , the selfish scheme , The stern resolve unmov'd by pity's smart , The troublous day , and long distressful dream . Return , my roving Muse , resume thy purposed theme . XI . There lived in Gothic ...
... dart ; Prompting th ' ungenerous wish , the selfish scheme , The stern resolve unmov'd by pity's smart , The troublous day , and long distressful dream . Return , my roving Muse , resume thy purposed theme . XI . There lived in Gothic ...
الصفحة 28
... dart away , they wheel askance ; To right , to left , they thrid the flying maze ; Now bound aloft with vigorous spring , then glance Rapid along with many - colour'd rays Of tapers , gems , and gold , the echoing forests blaze . XXXVI ...
... dart away , they wheel askance ; To right , to left , they thrid the flying maze ; Now bound aloft with vigorous spring , then glance Rapid along with many - colour'd rays Of tapers , gems , and gold , the echoing forests blaze . XXXVI ...
الصفحة 68
... Darts the keen lustre of her serious eye , " And learns , from facts compared , the laws to trace , " Whose long progression leads to Deity . " Can mortal strength presume to soar so high ! " Can mortal sight , so oft bedim'd with tears ...
... Darts the keen lustre of her serious eye , " And learns , from facts compared , the laws to trace , " Whose long progression leads to Deity . " Can mortal strength presume to soar so high ! " Can mortal sight , so oft bedim'd with tears ...
الصفحة 71
... dart , " Sooth the sharp pang , allay the fever's fire , " And brace the nerves once more , and chear the heart , " And yet a few soft nights and balmy days impart . LIII . " Nor less to regulate man's moral frame " Science exerts her ...
... dart , " Sooth the sharp pang , allay the fever's fire , " And brace the nerves once more , and chear the heart , " And yet a few soft nights and balmy days impart . LIII . " Nor less to regulate man's moral frame " Science exerts her ...
الصفحة 85
... dart . Escaped the dungeon does the slave complain , Nor bless the friendly hand that broke the chain ? Say , pines ... Darts through the rending gloom the blaze of day , And wings the soul with boundless flight to soar , ELEGY . 85.
... dart . Escaped the dungeon does the slave complain , Nor bless the friendly hand that broke the chain ? Say , pines ... Darts through the rending gloom the blaze of day , And wings the soul with boundless flight to soar , ELEGY . 85.
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الصفحة 19 - IX. 0 how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! X.
الصفحة 15 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
الصفحة 124 - So breaks on the traveller faint and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of death, smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
الصفحة 19 - Stung with disease, and stupified with spleen ; Fain to implore the aid of flattery's screen, Even from thyself thy loathsome heart to hide (The mansion then no more of joy serene), Where fear, distrust, malevolence abide, And impotent desire, and disappointed pride...
الصفحة 26 - In truth he was a strange and wayward wight, Fond of each gentle, and each dreadful scene» In darkness, and in storm, he found delight : Nor less, than when on ocean-wave serene The southern sun diffused his dazzling shene*.
الصفحة 31 - Or, when the setting Moon, in crimson dyed, Hung o'er the dark and melancholy deep, To haunted stream, remote from man, he hied, Where fays of yore their revels wont to keep ; And there let Fancy rove at large, till sleep A vision brought to his entranced sight.
الصفحة 123 - Father of light,' then I cried, ' Thy creature, who fain would not wander from Thee : Lo, humbled in dust, I relinquish my pride : From doubt and from darkness Thou only canst free.
الصفحة 11 - HE design was, to trace the progress of a Poetical Genius, born in a rude age, from the first dawning of fancy and reason, till that period at which he may be supposed capable of appearing in the world as a MINSTREL...
الصفحة 21 - An honest heart was almost all his stock; His drink the living water from the rock: The milky dams supplied his board, and lent Their kindly fleece to baffle winter's shock ; And he, though oft with dust and sweat besprent, Did guide and guard their wanderings, wheresoe'er they went. xm From labour health, from health contentment springs : Contentment opes the source of every joy.
الصفحة 43 - Is there a heart that music cannot melt ? Alas ! how is that rugged heart forlorn ! Is there who ne'er those mystic transports felt Of solitude and melancholy born ? He needs not woo the Muse ; he is her scorn : The sophist's rope of cobweb he shall twine ; Mope o'er the schoolman's peevish page; or mourn, And delve for life in Mammon's dirty mine ; Sneak with the scoundrel fox, or grunt with glutton swine.