Allegro und PenserosoPoeschel & Trepte in Leipzig besorgten den Neudruck für die Mitglieder der Gesellschaft der Bibliophilen, 1782 - 31 من الصفحات |
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... walking not unseen By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green Right against the eastern gate , Where the great sun begins his state , Rob'd in flames , and amber light , The clouds in thousand liveries dight , While the plow - man near at ...
... walking not unseen By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green Right against the eastern gate , Where the great sun begins his state , Rob'd in flames , and amber light , The clouds in thousand liveries dight , While the plow - man near at ...
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... walk unseen On the dry smooth - shaven green , To behold the wand'ring moon , Riding near her highest noon , Like one that had been led astray 65 Through the Heav'n's wide pathleß way ; And oft , as if her head she bow'd , 71 Stooping ...
... walk unseen On the dry smooth - shaven green , To behold the wand'ring moon , Riding near her highest noon , Like one that had been led astray 65 Through the Heav'n's wide pathleß way ; And oft , as if her head she bow'd , 71 Stooping ...
الصفحة 27
... pfeifen , oder eingeführt mit stillem Regen , wenn der Sturm aufgehört hat zu sausen , sich endigt auf säuselnden Blättern und mit minutenweise von Dächern fallenden To arched walks of twilight groves , And shadows brown 27.
... pfeifen , oder eingeführt mit stillem Regen , wenn der Sturm aufgehört hat zu sausen , sich endigt auf säuselnden Blättern und mit minutenweise von Dächern fallenden To arched walks of twilight groves , And shadows brown 27.
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John Milton. To arched walks of twilight groves , And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine , or monumental oak , Where the rude ax with heaved stroke , 135 Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt , Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt ...
John Milton. To arched walks of twilight groves , And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of pine , or monumental oak , Where the rude ax with heaved stroke , 135 Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt , Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt ...
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الصفحة 26 - 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...
الصفحة 22 - Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait And looks commercing with the skies...
الصفحة 24 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
الصفحة 8 - 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. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
الصفحة 6 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
الصفحة 12 - 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.
الصفحة 8 - Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreprove'd pleasures free...
الصفحة 30 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
الصفحة 14 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
الصفحة 20 - He met her, and in secret shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove, While yet there was no fear of Jove. Come, pensive Nun, devout and pure, Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of cypress lawn Over thy decent shoulders drawn.