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... and statesmen out of place : There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul : And he , whose lightning pierced the ' Iberian lines , Now forms my quincunx , and now ranks my vines ; Or tames ...
... and statesmen out of place : There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul : And he , whose lightning pierced the ' Iberian lines , Now forms my quincunx , and now ranks my vines ; Or tames ...
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Page 230 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
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Page 47 - But fill their purse, our poets' work is done, Alike to them by pathos or by pun. O, you ! whom vanity's light bark conveys On fame's mad voyage, by the wind of praise, With what a shifting gale your course you ply, For ever sunk too low, or borne too high ! Who pants for glory finds but short repose ; 300 A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows.
Page 264 - Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying Rain-bows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sick'ning stars fade off th' ethereal plain ; As Argus
Page 197 - O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.
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Page 30 - NOT to admire, is all the art I know, To make men happy, and to keep them so.' Plain truth, dear Murray, needs no flowers of speech, So take it in the very words of Creech.
Page 40 - Who now reads Cowley ? if he pleases yet, His moral pleases, not his pointed wit; Forgot his Epic, nay Pindaric art, But still I love the language of his heart.
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| Title | The British Poets: Including Translations ... Volume 42 of The British poets, including translations, British poets |
| Author | British poets |
| Publisher | C. Whittingham, 1822 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | Sep 27, 2006 |
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