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... hast , Through paths and turnings oft'n trod by day , Till , guided by mine ear , I found the place Where that damn'd wisard , hid in sly disguise ( For so by certain signes I knew ) , had met Already , ere my best speed could prevent ...
... hast , Through paths and turnings oft'n trod by day , Till , guided by mine ear , I found the place Where that damn'd wisard , hid in sly disguise ( For so by certain signes I knew ) , had met Already , ere my best speed could prevent ...
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... hast banish't from thy tongue with lies . Was this the cottage and the safe abode Thou told'st me of ? What grim aspécts are these , These oughly - headed monsters ? Mercy guard me ! Hence with thy brew'd inchantments , foul deceiver ! Hast ...
... hast banish't from thy tongue with lies . Was this the cottage and the safe abode Thou told'st me of ? What grim aspécts are these , These oughly - headed monsters ? Mercy guard me ! Hence with thy brew'd inchantments , foul deceiver ! Hast ...
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... hast nor ear , nor soul , to apprehend The sublime notion and high mystery 785 That must be utter'd to unfold the sage And serious doctrine of Virginity ; And thou art worthy that thou shouldst not know More happiness than this thy ...
... hast nor ear , nor soul , to apprehend The sublime notion and high mystery 785 That must be utter'd to unfold the sage And serious doctrine of Virginity ; And thou art worthy that thou shouldst not know More happiness than this thy ...
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... hast plough'd , And on the neck of crowned Fortune proud Hast rear'd God's trophies , and his work pursu'd , While Darwent stream , with blood of Scots imbru'd , And Dunbar field , resound thy praises loud , And Worcester's laureat ...
... hast plough'd , And on the neck of crowned Fortune proud Hast rear'd God's trophies , and his work pursu'd , While Darwent stream , with blood of Scots imbru'd , And Dunbar field , resound thy praises loud , And Worcester's laureat ...
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... hast never known , The weariness , the fever , and the fret Here , where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few , sad , gray hairs , Where youth grows pale , and spectre - thin , and dies ; Where but to think is to ...
... hast never known , The weariness , the fever , and the fret Here , where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few , sad , gray hairs , Where youth grows pale , and spectre - thin , and dies ; Where but to think is to ...
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Page 243 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Page 174 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Page 242 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Page 133 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made: But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Page 245 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth...
Page 437 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Page 249 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Page 129 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Page 165 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her: 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy; for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues. Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our...
Page 128 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...