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... trees , as much enamoured of her charms as he ? Homer has celebrated the anger of Achilles : but was not the hero as mad as the poet ? Plato ba- nished the poets from his Commonwealth , lest their descriptions of the natural man should ...
... trees , as much enamoured of her charms as he ? Homer has celebrated the anger of Achilles : but was not the hero as mad as the poet ? Plato ba- nished the poets from his Commonwealth , lest their descriptions of the natural man should ...
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... tree , and requires an artificial process to let it out . Shakspeare says- " Our poesy is as a gum Which issues whence ' tis nourished , our gentle flame Provokes itself , and like the current flies Each bound it chafes . " * * Burke's ...
... tree , and requires an artificial process to let it out . Shakspeare says- " Our poesy is as a gum Which issues whence ' tis nourished , our gentle flame Provokes itself , and like the current flies Each bound it chafes . " * * Burke's ...
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... tree That ever yet in all my life I sie , As full of blossomes as it might be , Therein a goldfinch leaping pretile Fro bough to bough , and as him list he eet Here and there of buds and floures sweet . And to the herber side was ...
... tree That ever yet in all my life I sie , As full of blossomes as it might be , Therein a goldfinch leaping pretile Fro bough to bough , and as him list he eet Here and there of buds and floures sweet . And to the herber side was ...
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... trees old Of stubbes sharpe and hidous to behold ; In which ther ran a romble and a swough , As though a storme shuld bresten every bough . " And again , among innumerable terrific images of death and slaughter painted on the wall , is ...
... trees old Of stubbes sharpe and hidous to behold ; In which ther ran a romble and a swough , As though a storme shuld bresten every bough . " And again , among innumerable terrific images of death and slaughter painted on the wall , is ...
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... tree : Upon the top of all his lofty crest , A bunch of hairs discolour'd diversely With sprinkled pearl and gold full richly drest Did shake and seem'd to daunce for jollity ; Like to an almond tree ymounted high On top of green ...
... tree : Upon the top of all his lofty crest , A bunch of hairs discolour'd diversely With sprinkled pearl and gold full richly drest Did shake and seem'd to daunce for jollity ; Like to an almond tree ymounted high On top of green ...
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Page 139 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Page 138 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face and you'll forget 'em all.
Page 220 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 147 - ... In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half -hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repaired with straw, With tape-tied curtains never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas ! how changed from him, That life of pleasure, and that soul of whim ! Gallant and gay, in Cliveden's proud alcove, The bower of wanton Shrewsbury and love ; Or just as gay at council, in a ring...
Page 124 - Others more mild, Retreated in a silent valley, sing With notes angelical to many a harp Their own heroic deeds and hapless fall By doom of battle ; and complain that fate ' Free virtue should enthrall to force or chance.
Page 321 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be, In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering, In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Page 120 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Page 128 - Our lingering parents, and to the eastern gate Led them direct, and down the cliff as fast To the subjected plain; then disappear'd. They looking back all th...
Page 141 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar.
Page 123 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell : Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.