The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volume 17Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 - English poetry |
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... yield its hidden store , Which thee dim - sighted age forbade to see , Age that alone could stay tay rising soul . And could mankind among the fixed stars , Ev'n to th ' extremest bounds of knowledge reach , To those unknown ...
... yield its hidden store , Which thee dim - sighted age forbade to see , Age that alone could stay tay rising soul . And could mankind among the fixed stars , Ev'n to th ' extremest bounds of knowledge reach , To those unknown ...
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... yield my breath , lest others mourn , Lest thousands should be wretched , when she pines , More lov'd than any , though less dear than all , Can I neglect her griefs ? In future days , If thou with grateful memory record My name and ...
... yield my breath , lest others mourn , Lest thousands should be wretched , when she pines , More lov'd than any , though less dear than all , Can I neglect her griefs ? In future days , If thou with grateful memory record My name and ...
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... yield ; Waste not a moment , till consenting Greece Range all her free - born numbers in the field . " Leonidas ... yields its seat To principle and order . Music too , By Spartans lov'd , is temper'd by the law ; Still to her plan ...
... yield ; Waste not a moment , till consenting Greece Range all her free - born numbers in the field . " Leonidas ... yields its seat To principle and order . Music too , By Spartans lov'd , is temper'd by the law ; Still to her plan ...
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... Yield to my sole possession . While the troops , Already glitt'ring down the dewy vale , File through its narrow'd ... yielding hearts , Not one surviv'd the fury of our swains . Rich was the pillage . Hence that trophy rose ; Of costly ...
... Yield to my sole possession . While the troops , Already glitt'ring down the dewy vale , File through its narrow'd ... yielding hearts , Not one surviv'd the fury of our swains . Rich was the pillage . Hence that trophy rose ; Of costly ...
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... yield a passage to the queen , And princely boy . Delicious to their sight Soft dales , meand'ring , show their flow'ry laps Among rude piles of Nature . In their sides Of rock are mansions hewn ; nor loaden trees Of cluster'd fruit are ...
... yield a passage to the queen , And princely boy . Delicious to their sight Soft dales , meand'ring , show their flow'ry laps Among rude piles of Nature . In their sides Of rock are mansions hewn ; nor loaden trees Of cluster'd fruit are ...
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Page 319 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Page 319 - Pure as the expanse of Heaven: I thither went, With unexperienced thought, and laid me down On the green bank, to look into the clear Smooth lake, that to me seem'd another sky.
Page 324 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.
Page 322 - Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Page 319 - What thou seest, What there thou seest, fair creature, is thyself, With thee it came and goes : but follow me, And I will bring thee where no shadow stays Thy coming, and thy soft embraces ; he Whose image thou art, him thou shalt enjoy Inseparably thine ; to him shalt bear Multitudes like thyself, and thence be called Mother of human race.
Page 321 - Of Nature's Womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual Circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things, let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye Mists and Exhalations, that now rise From Hill or steaming Lake, dusky or grey, Till the Sun paint your fleecy skirts with Gold, In honour to the World's great Author rise...
Page 319 - Return, fair Eve ; Whom fliest thou ? whom thou fliest, of him thou art, His flesh, his bone ; to give thee being I lent Out of my side to thee, nearest my heart, Substantial life ; to have thee by my side Henceforth an individual solace dear. Part of my soul, I seek thee, and thee claim, My other half.
Page 324 - I fell asleep: but now lead on; In me is no delay; with thee to go Is to stay here; without thee here to stay Is to go hence unwilling; thou to me Art all things under heav'n, all places thou, Who for my wilful crime art banished hence.
Page 319 - Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was...
Page 319 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds ; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew ; nor fragrance after showers ; Nor grateful evening mild ; nor silent night With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet...