Literary Hours: Or, Sketches Critical and Narrative, Volume 1J. Burkitt, 1800 |
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Pagina 7
... gives a necessary relief , and prepares the mind for the keener relish of succeeding beauties . When emerging from the intricate and eccentric mazes of elaborate disputation , what a pleasing horror thrills through the veins on the ...
... gives a necessary relief , and prepares the mind for the keener relish of succeeding beauties . When emerging from the intricate and eccentric mazes of elaborate disputation , what a pleasing horror thrills through the veins on the ...
Pagina 14
... give some specimens of , will ensure the repu- tation , and familiarise the excellencies of our hitherto neglected Bard . To translate with harmony and fidelity such an author as Lucretius , is an enterprise of no small difficulty , and ...
... give some specimens of , will ensure the repu- tation , and familiarise the excellencies of our hitherto neglected Bard . To translate with harmony and fidelity such an author as Lucretius , is an enterprise of no small difficulty , and ...
Pagina 40
... give him first The notion crude of what is false or true ? What prove aught doubtful , or of doubt devoid ? Search , and this earliest notion thou wilt find Of truth and falsehood , from the senses drawn ; Nor aught can ' e'er refute ...
... give him first The notion crude of what is false or true ? What prove aught doubtful , or of doubt devoid ? Search , and this earliest notion thou wilt find Of truth and falsehood , from the senses drawn ; Nor aught can ' e'er refute ...
Pagina 74
... gives birth to sen- sations the most pleasing , sweet , though full of sorrow , melancholy , yet delightful , which soften and which calm the mind , which heal , and pour balm into the wounded spirit . The man , whose efforts have been ...
... gives birth to sen- sations the most pleasing , sweet , though full of sorrow , melancholy , yet delightful , which soften and which calm the mind , which heal , and pour balm into the wounded spirit . The man , whose efforts have been ...
Pagina 78
... give de- light . Yes , ye are still the same — To me alone Your charms decay ; for she , who to these eyes Gave nature beauty , now for ever gone , Deep in the silent grave a mould'ring victim lies ! Pathetic , almost to pain , must ...
... give de- light . Yes , ye are still the same — To me alone Your charms decay ; for she , who to these eyes Gave nature beauty , now for ever gone , Deep in the silent grave a mould'ring victim lies ! Pathetic , almost to pain , must ...
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Pagina 195 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Pagina 375 - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Pagina 409 - With lust and violence the house of God? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury, and outrage: And when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
Pagina 411 - A pillar of state : deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care : And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin...
Pagina 66 - With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Pagina 331 - Now gliding remote, on the verge of the sky, The moon half extinguished her crescent displays ; But lately I marked, when majestic on high She shone, and the planets were lost in her blaze. Roll on, thou fair orb, and with gladness pursue The path that conducts thee to splendor again : But man's faded glory what change shall renew? Ah, fool...
Pagina 338 - As I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me : 'twas a handsome milkmaid, that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be...
Pagina 412 - On the other side up-rose Belial, in act more graceful and humane : A fairer person lost not Heaven ; he seem'd For dignity compos'd, and high exploit : But all was false and hollow ; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels : for his thoughts were low...
Pagina 331 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore...
Pagina 30 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.