The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, المجلد 7Ezekiel Sanford, Robert Walsh Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1819 |
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... honour . King had written some Latin iambics ; and Milton asks , Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing , and build the lofty rhyme . Cleveland went farther : - * Todd , vol . vi . p . 148 . -Our tears shall seem the ...
... honour . King had written some Latin iambics ; and Milton asks , Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing , and build the lofty rhyme . Cleveland went farther : - * Todd , vol . vi . p . 148 . -Our tears shall seem the ...
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... honours thus thick upon him , Milton departed for Naples ; and was introduced to Manso , marquis of Villa , by a hermit , who had been the companion of his journey . Manso was the patron of Tasso ; and is not only mentioned , among the ...
... honours thus thick upon him , Milton departed for Naples ; and was introduced to Manso , marquis of Villa , by a hermit , who had been the companion of his journey . Manso was the patron of Tasso ; and is not only mentioned , among the ...
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... honour will not take it as it hath done . Colonel Hammond is governor thereof ; he should have continued , and he may ; nay , he will ; only Master Cromwell is Dominus fac totum : yet it is a jealousy that Master Cromwell , being ...
... honour will not take it as it hath done . Colonel Hammond is governor thereof ; he should have continued , and he may ; nay , he will ; only Master Cromwell is Dominus fac totum : yet it is a jealousy that Master Cromwell , being ...
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... honour , and a train of attendance almost regal . He died in * Aub . ap . Godw . p . 338. † Tod . vol . i . p . 77 , note . Dr. Johnson was , we believe , the first to mention this fact . Phillips , and almost all the others , have been ...
... honour , and a train of attendance almost regal . He died in * Aub . ap . Godw . p . 338. † Tod . vol . i . p . 77 , note . Dr. Johnson was , we believe , the first to mention this fact . Phillips , and almost all the others , have been ...
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... honour to our venerable Cedmon , ' an Anglo Saxon author , who wrote a poem on the Fall of the Angels , long enough before Milton or his epic was ever thought of . What part of Paradise Lost is left for its pre- tended author , the ...
... honour to our venerable Cedmon , ' an Anglo Saxon author , who wrote a poem on the Fall of the Angels , long enough before Milton or his epic was ever thought of . What part of Paradise Lost is left for its pre- tended author , the ...
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الصفحة 224 - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
الصفحة 287 - And, though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head" for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlighten'd world no more should need ; He saw a greater sun appear Than his bright throne, or burning axle-tree, could bear.
الصفحة 260 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing...
الصفحة 288 - tis said) Before was 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, And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep.
الصفحة 196 - Of bees' industrious murmur, oft invites To studious musing; there Ilissus rolls His whispering stream : within the walls then view The schools of ancient sages ; his, who bred Great Alexander to subdue the world, Lyceum there, and painted Stoa next...
الصفحة 255 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
الصفحة 250 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears: "Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As He pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
الصفحة 260 - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast.
الصفحة 262 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage. But O, sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower? Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek ! Or call up him that left...
الصفحة 256 - Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landscape round it measures ; Russet lawns and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim, with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide ; Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where, perhaps, some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighbouring eyes.