Poems, Volumen 1J. Johnson, 1800 - 420 páginas |
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... Glow - worm . On a Goldfinch starved to Death in a Cage .. The Pine - Apple and the Bee ..... Horace , Book the 2d , Ode the 10th A Reflection on the foregoing Ode .. Translations from Vincent Bourne ... The Shrubbery .. The Winter ...
... Glow - worm . On a Goldfinch starved to Death in a Cage .. The Pine - Apple and the Bee ..... Horace , Book the 2d , Ode the 10th A Reflection on the foregoing Ode .. Translations from Vincent Bourne ... The Shrubbery .. The Winter ...
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... procerior omnibus , inquit , Et tibi , principibus qui solet esse , color , Et donec vincat quædam formosior ambas , Et tibi reginæ nomen , et esto tibi . THE NIGHTINGALE AND GLOW - WORM . 339 VII . 338 IDEM LATINE REDDITUM .
... procerior omnibus , inquit , Et tibi , principibus qui solet esse , color , Et donec vincat quædam formosior ambas , Et tibi reginæ nomen , et esto tibi . THE NIGHTINGALE AND GLOW - WORM . 339 VII . 338 IDEM LATINE REDDITUM .
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... When , looking eagerly around , He spied far off , upon the ground , A something shining in the dark , And knew the glow - worm by his spark ; So , stooping down from hawthorn top , He thought The Nightingale and Glow-worm.
... When , looking eagerly around , He spied far off , upon the ground , A something shining in the dark , And knew the glow - worm by his spark ; So , stooping down from hawthorn top , He thought The Nightingale and Glow-worm.
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... worm , aware of his intent , Harangu'd him thus , right eloquent— Did you admire my lamp , quoth he , As much as I your minstrelsy , You would abhor to do me ... shine by sweet consent , Till life's 340 THE NIGHTINGALE AND GLOW - WORM .
... worm , aware of his intent , Harangu'd him thus , right eloquent— Did you admire my lamp , quoth he , As much as I your minstrelsy , You would abhor to do me ... shine by sweet consent , Till life's 340 THE NIGHTINGALE AND GLOW - WORM .
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... no more Than bid me shun the deep and dread the shore ? Sweet moralist ! afloat on life's rough sea , The Christian has an art unknown to thee : VO 348 THE GLOW - WORM . He holds no A REFLECTION . 347 A Reflection on the foregoing Ode.
... no more Than bid me shun the deep and dread the shore ? Sweet moralist ! afloat on life's rough sea , The Christian has an art unknown to thee : VO 348 THE GLOW - WORM . He holds no A REFLECTION . 347 A Reflection on the foregoing Ode.
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Términos y frases comunes
beams beneath bids blest bliss blooming groves boast breast brighter day call'd charg'd charms courser dark deeds deist delight design'd divine dream earth ev'ning ev'ry eyes fair fancy fear feel fire FLEET STREET flow'rs folly fools form'd frown give glory GLOW-WORM God's grace hand happy hast heart heav'n heav'nly hope hour INNER TEMPLE int'rest land learn'd light lov'd lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse nature never night o'er once pass'd peace pharisee PINE-APPLE plac'd plain pleasure poet's pow'r praise pray'rs pride proud prove Rome sacred scene scorn scorn'd scripture seem'd shine shore sight skies smile song sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye tempest thee their's theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trembling trifler truth Twas VIRG virtue waste Whate'er wisdom woes zeal
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Página 312 - Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Página 314 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? Oh, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Página 312 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Página 379 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay,— So thou, with sails how swift ! hast reached the shore " Where tempests never beat, nor billows roar," And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Página 337 - The songster heard his short oration, And warbling out his approbation, Released him, as my story tells, And found a supper somewhere else. Hence jarring sectaries may learn Their real interest to discern ; That brother should not war with brother, And worry and devour each other : But sing and shine by sweet consent, Till life's poor transient night is spent, Respecting in each other's case The gifts of nature and of grace. Those Christians best deserve the name Who studiously make peace their aim...
Página 374 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Página 303 - To mark the matchless workings of the power, That shuts within its seed the future flower, Bids these in elegance of form excel, In colour these, and those delight the smell, Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies, To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes...
Página 313 - Religion ! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word ! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford...
Página 378 - I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no ; what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.
Página 381 - Twelve years have elapsed since I first took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade ! The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene where his...