The Task: In Six BooksJ. & B. Williams, 1836 - 172 páginas |
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... rising moon , have charms for me , Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh , Yet heard in scenes where peace for ever reigns , And only there , please highly for their sake . Peace to the artist , whose ingenious thought Devis'd the ...
... rising moon , have charms for me , Sounds inharmonious in themselves and harsh , Yet heard in scenes where peace for ever reigns , And only there , please highly for their sake . Peace to the artist , whose ingenious thought Devis'd the ...
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... rising ground , the wood Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler some , And of a wanish gray ; the willow such , And poplar , that with silver ...
... rising ground , the wood Seems sunk , and shorten'd to its topmost boughs . No tree in all the grove but has its charms , Though each its hue peculiar ; paler some , And of a wanish gray ; the willow such , And poplar , that with silver ...
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... rise , Till the stout bearers lift the corpse again . These speak a loud memento . Yet ' en these Themselves love life , and cling to it , as he That overhangs a torrent , to a twig . They love it , and yet loathe it ; fear to die , Yet ...
... rise , Till the stout bearers lift the corpse again . These speak a loud memento . Yet ' en these Themselves love life , and cling to it , as he That overhangs a torrent , to a twig . They love it , and yet loathe it ; fear to die , Yet ...
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... rising smoke O'ertop the lofty wood , that skirts the wild . A vagabond nd useless tribe there eat Their miserable meal . A kettle , slung Between two poles upon a stick transverse , Receives the morsel - flesh obscene of dog , Or ...
... rising smoke O'ertop the lofty wood , that skirts the wild . A vagabond nd useless tribe there eat Their miserable meal . A kettle , slung Between two poles upon a stick transverse , Receives the morsel - flesh obscene of dog , Or ...
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... rise , The rivers die into offensive pools , And , charg'd with putrid verdure , breathe a gross And mortal nuisance into all the air . What solid was , by transformation strange , Grows fluid ; and the fix'd and rooted earth ...
... rise , The rivers die into offensive pools , And , charg'd with putrid verdure , breathe a gross And mortal nuisance into all the air . What solid was , by transformation strange , Grows fluid ; and the fix'd and rooted earth ...
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Términos y frases comunes
abroad beauty beneath boast breath call'd cause charms clime death Deciduous delight distant divine domestick dream e'en earth ease ev'ning ev'ry fair fancy favour'd fear feeds feel field of glory flow'r folly form'd fountain of eternal frown fruit gives glory grace grave groves hand happy heart Heav'n honour hopes and fears Hosanna human king labour learn'd less liberty lost lov'd lyre magick mercy Mighty winds mind musick nature Nature's Nebaioth never nymphs o'er once peace perhaps pleas'd pleasures polish'd pow'r praise proud publick rapture riddance rude rural sacred sake scene seek seem'd shade shine sighs silent sleep sloth smiles SOFA soft song soon soul sound spleen stream sweet sycophant task taste thee theme thine thou art toil touch'd tow'r trembling truth Twas vale virtue walk wand'ring weary wind winter wisdom worthy
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Página 165 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us ! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Página 45 - Support and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth: there stands The legate of the skies! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the gospel whispers peace.
Página 159 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Página 47 - A messenger of grace to guilty men. Behold the picture ! — Is it like ? — Like whom ? The things that mount the rostrum with a skip, And then skip down again ; pronounce a text ; Cry — hem ! and reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene...
Página 36 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Página 46 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Página 165 - The garden fears no blight, and needs no fence, For there is none to covet; all are full. The lion, and the libbard, and the bear, Graze with the fearless flocks; all bask at noon Together, or all gambol in the shade Of the same grove, and drink one common stream ; Antipathies are none.
Página 36 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall. That's noble, and bespeaks a nation proud And jealous of the blessing. Spread it then, And let it circulate through every vein Of all your empire ; that, where Britain's power Is felt, mankind may feel her mercy too.
Página 36 - We have no slaves at home — then why abroad ? And they themselves once ferried o'er the wave That parts us, are emancipate and loosed. Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Página 35 - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.