Specimens of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Notices, and an Essay on English Poetry, Volumen5Thomas Campbell John Murray, 1819 |
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... face of this tall pile , Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads , To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof , By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable , Looking tranquillity . It strikes an awe And terror on my aching ...
... face of this tall pile , Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads , To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof , By its own weight made stedfast and immoveable , Looking tranquillity . It strikes an awe And terror on my aching ...
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... face , and let me feel Her lips with mine - ' Tis she , I am not deceived ; I taste her breath , I warm her and am warmed . Look up , Almeria , bless me with thy eyes ; Look on thy love , thy lover , and thy husband ! Alm . I have sworn ...
... face , and let me feel Her lips with mine - ' Tis she , I am not deceived ; I taste her breath , I warm her and am warmed . Look up , Almeria , bless me with thy eyes ; Look on thy love , thy lover , and thy husband ! Alm . I have sworn ...
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... face , I think-- It is too much ! too much to bear and live ! To see thee thus again in such profusion Of joy , of bliss - I cannot bear - I must Be mad I cannot be transported thus . Osm . Thou excellence , thou joy , thou heaven of ...
... face , I think-- It is too much ! too much to bear and live ! To see thee thus again in such profusion Of joy , of bliss - I cannot bear - I must Be mad I cannot be transported thus . Osm . Thou excellence , thou joy , thou heaven of ...
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... face If Heaven is greater joy , it is no happiness , For ' tis not to be borne - What shall I say ? I have a thousand things to know and ask , And speak - That thou art here beyond all hope , All thought ; and all at once thou art ...
... face If Heaven is greater joy , it is no happiness , For ' tis not to be borne - What shall I say ? I have a thousand things to know and ask , And speak - That thou art here beyond all hope , All thought ; and all at once thou art ...
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... face Narcissus spy'd , When , gazing in that liquid glass , He for himself despair'd and died : Nor , Chloris , can you safer see Your own perfections here than he . The lark before the mirror plays , Which some deceitful swain has set ...
... face Narcissus spy'd , When , gazing in that liquid glass , He for himself despair'd and died : Nor , Chloris , can you safer see Your own perfections here than he . The lark before the mirror plays , Which some deceitful swain has set ...
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Æsop ALLAN RAMSAY beneath Biron blest bliss BORN bosom breast breath bright charms COLLEY CIBBER court crown'd Cuddy dear death delight e'er earth Ev'n eyes face fair fame fancy fate fear fond gentle GEORGE LILLO GEORGE SEWELL give grace grave Grongar Hill hair hand happy hast head hear heart heaven heel I three Jove LEONARD WELSTED live Lord Lubberkin maid Metis mind Moria mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain peace plain pleas'd pleasure poet praise pride rise round seem'd shade shining sighs sing sleep smile soft song soon soul spleen swain sweet swelling sylphs taste tears tell tender Thalestris thee THOMAS TICKELL THOMAS WARTON thou thought trembling turn me thrice Twas Venus vows ween WILLIAM SHENSTONE Wilm Wilmot wind wings wretch youth
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Página 110 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come away ! ' What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death...
Página 219 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Página 311 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet, Prepare thy shadowy car.
Página 125 - Thrice she look'd back, and thrice the foe drew near. Just in that instant, anxious Ariel sought The close recesses of the virgin's thought : As on the nosegay in her breast reclin'd, He watch'd th...
Página 312 - Winter yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes : So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! ODE TO PEACE.
Página 134 - And trust me, dear ! good-humour can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail. Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll ; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Página 396 - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally ! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Página 112 - Soft yielding minds to water glide away, And sip, with nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of air.
Página 116 - 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.
Página 119 - Planets through the boundless Sky. Some less refin'd, beneath the Moon's pale Light Pursue the Stars that shoot athwart the Night ; Or suck the Mists in grosser Air below, Or dip their Pinions in the painted Bow, Or brew fierce Tempests on the wintry Main, Or o'er the Glebe distil the kindly Rain.