Poetry and Poets: A Collection of the Choicest Anecdotes Relative to the Poets of Every Age and Nation. With Specimens of Their Works and Sketches of Their Biography, Volume 2Sherwood, Gilbert, & Piper, 1826 - 292 pagina's |
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Pagina 19
... thou hast burst from those boundaries which God has given thee ; -thou hast absolved crimes for gold , and hast charged thyself with a burthen too weighty for thee to bear . May the Deity destroy thee , Rome ! thou faithless and immoral ...
... thou hast burst from those boundaries which God has given thee ; -thou hast absolved crimes for gold , and hast charged thyself with a burthen too weighty for thee to bear . May the Deity destroy thee , Rome ! thou faithless and immoral ...
Pagina 47
... thou would'st charm my sight , And bid these arms thy neck infold , That rosy cheek , that lily hand , Would give thy poet more delight Than all Bocara's vaunted gold , Than all the gems of Samarcand . Boy , let yon liquid ruby flow ...
... thou would'st charm my sight , And bid these arms thy neck infold , That rosy cheek , that lily hand , Would give thy poet more delight Than all Bocara's vaunted gold , Than all the gems of Samarcand . Boy , let yon liquid ruby flow ...
Pagina 66
... the fatal doom , Hadst thou but plac'd an equal in his room . " II . " He's gone ! great Churchill's gone ! ' tis true , Yet cease the fates to blame ; Years they allowed him but a few , But gave 66 POETRY AND POETS . Churchill.
... the fatal doom , Hadst thou but plac'd an equal in his room . " II . " He's gone ! great Churchill's gone ! ' tis true , Yet cease the fates to blame ; Years they allowed him but a few , But gave 66 POETRY AND POETS . Churchill.
Pagina 71
... , I My false - hearted nation , to you I declare , I have done ye no wrong , thou must me forgive , For the sword shall maintain me as long as I live . " DR . JOHN LEYDEN . " His bright and brief POETRY AND POETS . 71.
... , I My false - hearted nation , to you I declare , I have done ye no wrong , thou must me forgive , For the sword shall maintain me as long as I live . " DR . JOHN LEYDEN . " His bright and brief POETRY AND POETS . 71.
Pagina 76
... thou now so late to mock A wanderer's banish'd heart forlorn , Now that his frame the lightning shock Of sun - rays tipt with death has borne ? From love , from friendship , country , torn , To memory's fond regrets the prey , Vile ...
... thou now so late to mock A wanderer's banish'd heart forlorn , Now that his frame the lightning shock Of sun - rays tipt with death has borne ? From love , from friendship , country , torn , To memory's fond regrets the prey , Vile ...
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Poetry and Poets: A Collection of the Choicest Anecdotes Relative ..., Volume 2 Richard Ryan Volledige weergave - 1826 |
Poetry and Poets: A Collection of the Choicest Anecdotes Relative ..., Volume 2 Richard Ryan Volledige weergave - 1826 |
Poetry and Poets: A Collection of the Choicest Anecdotes Relative ..., Volume 2 Richard Ryan Volledige weergave - 1826 |
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Pagina 253 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...
Pagina 151 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For, having lost but...
Pagina 253 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
Pagina 256 - There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, And fire out of his mouth devoured; Coals were kindled by it. He bowed the heavens also, and came down; And darkness was under his feet. And he rode upon a cherub and did fly; Yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind.
Pagina 151 - But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
Pagina 11 - Our Tragedies and Comedies (not without cause cried out against), observing rules neither of honest civility nor of skilful Poetry, excepting Gorboduc (again, I say, of those that I have seen), which notwithstanding, as it is full of stately speeches and well-sounding phrases, climbing to the height of Seneca's style, and as full of notable morality, which it doth most delightfully teach, and so obtain the very end of Poesy...
Pagina 194 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage : If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free, — Angels alone that soar above Enjoy such liberty.
Pagina 197 - Io ne potrò toccare , e non e' è un cane Che mi tolga al mio stato miserando. La mia povera madre non ha pane, Se non da me , ed io non ho danaro Da mantenerla almeno per domane.
Pagina 242 - With scutcheons of silver the coffin is shielded, And pages stand mute by the canopied pall : Through the courts at deep midnight the torches are gleaming ; In the proudly arched chapel the banners are beaming ; Far adown the long aisle sacred music is streaming, Lamenting a chief of the people should fall.
Pagina 227 - To answer your question as to Mr. Hughes ; what he wanted in genius, he made up as an honest man ; but he was of the class you think him.