The British Poets: Including Translations ...

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C. Whittingham, 1822
 

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Pagina 204 - I hear a voice, you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay ; I see a hand, you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
Pagina 216 - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd ; or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints who taught, and led the way to Heaven...
Pagina 217 - To me thy aid, thou guardian Genius ! lend. "When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart ; Lead through the paths thy...
Pagina 125 - There had been a coldness (said Mr. Pope) between Mr. Addison and me for some time ; and we had not been in company together, for a good while, any where but at Button's coffee-house, where I used to see him almost every day — On his meeting me there...
Pagina 126 - I assured him that I did not at all take it ill of Mr. Tickell that he was going to publish his translation ; that he certainly had as much right to translate any author as myself; and that publishing both was entering on a fair stage.
Pagina 218 - I meet his soul which breathes in Cato there ; If pensive to the rural shades I rove, His shape o'ertakes me in the lonely grove ; 'Twas there of just and good he...
Pagina 216 - Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings ! What awe did the slow solemn knell inspire, The pealing organ, and the pausing choir ; The duties by the...
Pagina 219 - Craggs, th' expiring sage convey'd, Great, but ill-omen'd, monument of fame, Nor he surviv'd to give, nor thou to claim. Swift after him thy social spirit flies, And close to his, how soon ! thy coffin lies. Blest pair ! whose union future bards shall tell In future tongues : each other's boast ! farewell, Farewell ! whom join'd in fame, in friendship try'd, No chance could sever, nor the grave divide.
Pagina 217 - Chiefs, graced with scars, and prodigal of blood, Stern patriots who for sacred freedom stood; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given, And saints who taught, and led the way to Heaven. Ne'er to these chambers where the mighty rest, Since their foundation, came a nobler guest; Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss convey'd A fairer spirit or more welcome shade. In what new region, to the just assign'd, What new employments please th' unbody'd mind? A winged Virtue through th...
Pagina 165 - Hung o'er the body of her breathless love, Try'd every art, (vain arts !) to change his doom, And vow'd (vain vows !) to join him in the tomb. What could she do ? the Fates alike deny The dead to live, or fairy forms to die.

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