Selections from the British Classics: Chaucer and Spenser ...Leggat Brothers, 1856 - 122 pages |
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... halls invade , And haunt their slumbers in the pompous shade . Alas ! not dazzled with their noon - tide ray , Compute the morn and evening to the day ; The whole amount of that enormous fame , A tale 56 [ POPE . ESSAY ON MAN.
... halls invade , And haunt their slumbers in the pompous shade . Alas ! not dazzled with their noon - tide ray , Compute the morn and evening to the day ; The whole amount of that enormous fame , A tale 56 [ POPE . ESSAY ON MAN.
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... morn ! Oh spring to light , auspicious Babe , be born ! See nature hastes her earliest wreathes to bring , With all the incense of the breathing spring : See lofty Lebanon his head advance ! See nodding forests on the mountains dance ...
... morn ! Oh spring to light , auspicious Babe , be born ! See nature hastes her earliest wreathes to bring , With all the incense of the breathing spring : See lofty Lebanon his head advance ! See nodding forests on the mountains dance ...
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... morn , Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn , But lost , dissolved in thy superior rays , One tide of glory , one unclouded blaze O'erflow thy courts : the Light himself shall shine Revealed , and God's eternal day be thine ! The ...
... morn , Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn , But lost , dissolved in thy superior rays , One tide of glory , one unclouded blaze O'erflow thy courts : the Light himself shall shine Revealed , and God's eternal day be thine ! The ...
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... morn ; She only left of all the harmless train , The sad historian of the pensive plain . Near yonder copse , where once the garden smiled , And still where many a garden flower grows wild , There , where a few torn shrubs the place ...
... morn ; She only left of all the harmless train , The sad historian of the pensive plain . Near yonder copse , where once the garden smiled , And still where many a garden flower grows wild , There , where a few torn shrubs the place ...
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... morning face ; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes , for many a joke had he ; Full well the busy whisper circling round Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned : Yet he was kind ; or , if severe in 72 ...
... morning face ; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes , for many a joke had he ; Full well the busy whisper circling round Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned : Yet he was kind ; or , if severe in 72 ...
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Page 82 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Page 118 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Page 44 - In faith and hope the world will disagree, But all mankind's concern is charity : All must be false that thwart this one great end, And all of God that bless mankind or mend. Man, like the generous vine, supported lives ; The strength he gains is from th
Page 24 - Two principles in human nature reign ; Self-love to urge, and reason to restrain : Nor this a good, nor that a bad we call, Each works its end, to move or govern all : And to their proper operation still, Ascribe all good, to their improper, ill.
Page 57 - Compute the morn and evening to the day ? The whole amount of that enormous fame, A tale that blends their glory with their shame ! Know then this truth (enough for man to know) 'Virtue alone is happiness below.
Page 11 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die...
Page 14 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar, Wait the great teacher Death, and God adore. What future bliss he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
Page 39 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Page 87 - Till quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride ; And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died. " But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. " And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Tvvas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Page 16 - Better for us, perhaps, it might appear, Were there all harmony, all virtue here; That never air or ocean felt the wind. That never passion discomposed the mind. But all subsists by elemental strife ; And passions are the elements of life.