The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volumen63

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Página 229 - When guilt brings down the thunder, call'd aloud On Tully's name, and shook his crimson steel, And bade the father of his country hail ? For lo ! the tyrant prostrate on the dust, And Rome again is free...
Página 282 - The powers of man; we feel within ourselves His energy divine; he tells the heart, He meant, he made us to behold and love What he beholds and loves, the general orb Of life and being; to be great like him, Beneficent and active.
Página 327 - ... wherefore, with a rash impetuous aim, Seek ye those flowery joys with which the hand Of lavish Fancy paints each flattering scene Where Beauty seems to dwell, nor once inquire Where is the sanction of eternal truth, Or where the seal of undeceitful good, To save your search from folly ! Wanting these, Lo ! Beauty withers in your void embrace, And with the glittering of an idiot's toy Did Fancy mock your vows.
Página 221 - Suspends the infant audience with her tales, Breathing astonishment! of witching rhymes, And evil spirits; of the death-bed call Of him who robb'd the widow, and devour'd...
Página 218 - Alpine heights, his labouring eye Shoots round the wide horizon, to survey Nilus or Ganges rolling his bright wave Through mountains, plains, through empires black with shade, And continents of sand, will turn his gaze To mark the windings of a scanty rill That murmurs at his feet?
Página 225 - Illumes the headstrong impulse of desire, And sanctifies his choice. The generous glebe Whose bosom smiles with verdure, the clear tract...
Página 215 - The active powers of man ! with wise intent The hand of Nature on peculiar minds Imprints a different bias, and to each Decrees its province in the common toil.
Página 216 - Enamour'd ; they partake the eternal joy. For as old Memnon's image long renown'd By fabling Nilus, to the quivering touch Of Titan's ray, with each repulsive string Consenting, sounded through the warbling air. Unbidden strains ; even so did nature's hand...
Página 30 - But tofles thro' the midnight made, Of death, of life, alike afraid ; For ever fled to fhady cell, Where Temperance, where the Mufes dwell ; Thou oft art feen, at early dawn, Slow-pacing o'er the breezy lawn : Or on the brow...
Página 29 - The ftorm of fate, the cloud of years, Till Nature with thy parting light, Repofes late in Death's calm night : Fled from the trophy'd roofs of ftate, Abodes of fplendid pain, and hate ; Fled from the couch, where, in fweet fleep, Hot Riot would his anguifh fteep. But tofles thro...

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