Studies from the English poetsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1852 - 519 pages |
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... once , as far as angels ' ken , he views The dismal situation , waste and wild : A dungeon horrible on all sides round , As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover ...
... once , as far as angels ' ken , he views The dismal situation , waste and wild : A dungeon horrible on all sides round , As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover ...
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... once , now misery hath joined In equal ruin ! Into what pit thou seest , 85 90 From what height fallen ; so much the stronger proved He with his thunder : and till then who knew The force of those dire arms ? Yet not for those , Nor ...
... once , now misery hath joined In equal ruin ! Into what pit thou seest , 85 90 From what height fallen ; so much the stronger proved He with his thunder : and till then who knew The force of those dire arms ? Yet not for those , Nor ...
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... once they hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft In worst extremes , and on the perilous edge Of battle when it raged , in all assaults Their surest signal , they will soon resume New ...
... once they hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft In worst extremes , and on the perilous edge Of battle when it raged , in all assaults Their surest signal , they will soon resume New ...
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... once beheld in bliss ) condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain ; Millions of Spirits for his fault amerced1 Of Heaven , and from eternal splendours flung For his revolt ; yet faithful how they stood , Their glory withered2 ; as ...
... once beheld in bliss ) condemned For ever now to have their lot in pain ; Millions of Spirits for his fault amerced1 Of Heaven , and from eternal splendours flung For his revolt ; yet faithful how they stood , Their glory withered2 ; as ...
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George Frederick Graham. Intent , with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds . Thus incorporeal Spirits to smallest forms Reduced their shapes immense , and were at large , Though without number still ...
George Frederick Graham. Intent , with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds . Thus incorporeal Spirits to smallest forms Reduced their shapes immense , and were at large , Though without number still ...
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Page 144 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Page 183 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 502 - Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.
Page 185 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word, — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle...
Page 285 - If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: if a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villany you teach me I will execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Page 497 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
Page 357 - 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 ! W.
Page 495 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Page 494 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Page 362 - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kissed the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.