Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes : Authors, 550 ; Subjects, 435 ; Quotations, 13,600, Volumen 1873J. B. Lippincott & Company, 1896 - 772 páginas |
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... turn'd to cheerless night . SPENSER . The rugged metal of the mine ADDISON . Must burn before its surface shine ; But plunged within the furnace flame , It bends and melts - though still the same . BYRON : Giaour . By adversity are ...
... turn'd to cheerless night . SPENSER . The rugged metal of the mine ADDISON . Must burn before its surface shine ; But plunged within the furnace flame , It bends and melts - though still the same . BYRON : Giaour . By adversity are ...
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... turn the glebe ; besides thy daily pain To break the clods , and make the surface plain . DRYDEN . Some steep their seeds , and some in cauldrons boil O'er gentle fires ; the exuberant juice to drain , And swell the flatt'ring husks ...
... turn the glebe ; besides thy daily pain To break the clods , and make the surface plain . DRYDEN . Some steep their seeds , and some in cauldrons boil O'er gentle fires ; the exuberant juice to drain , And swell the flatt'ring husks ...
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... at ease in full content , Insulting o'er the toil they underwent , Yet still they find a future task remain , To turn the soil . DRYDEN . DRYDEN . DRYDEN . First , with assiduous care from winter keep , Well 28 AGRICULTURE .
... at ease in full content , Insulting o'er the toil they underwent , Yet still they find a future task remain , To turn the soil . DRYDEN . DRYDEN . DRYDEN . First , with assiduous care from winter keep , Well 28 AGRICULTURE .
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... turn , or holds it possible to turn , MILTON . The starving chymist in his golden views Through cunning , with dibble , rake , mattock , Supremely blest , the poet in his muse . and spade , By line and by level trim garden is made ...
... turn , or holds it possible to turn , MILTON . The starving chymist in his golden views Through cunning , with dibble , rake , mattock , Supremely blest , the poet in his muse . and spade , By line and by level trim garden is made ...
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... turn with secret pow'r this restless ball , And bid predestined empires rise and fall . Busy angels spread PRIOR . The lasting roll , recording what we said . PRIOR . Why , whilst we struggle in this vale beneath , With want and sorrow ...
... turn with secret pow'r this restless ball , And bid predestined empires rise and fall . Busy angels spread PRIOR . The lasting roll , recording what we said . PRIOR . Why , whilst we struggle in this vale beneath , With want and sorrow ...
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ADDISON ANNE BRADSTREET beauty BEN JONSON birds BLACKMORE bless bliss breast breath bright BYRON charms Childe Harold clouds coursers COWLEY COWPER dark death delight DENHAM doth dreams DRYDEN earth eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear flowers fools gentle give glory golden grace grief happy hast hath heart heaven honour hope hour Hudibras ISAAC WATTS JOANNA BAILLIE king light live look MILTON mind morning muse N. P. WILLIS nature ne'er never Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace pleasure POPE pow'r praise pride PRIOR ROSCOMMON round shade SHAKSPEARE shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul SPENSER spirit spring stars stream sweet SWIFT tears thee thine things THOMSON thou trees truth virtue voice WALLER WALTER HARTE weep wind wings wise woman words YOUNG youth РОРЕ
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Página 395 - How sleep the Brave, who sink to rest By all their Country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there ! W.
Página 435 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home! Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Página 572 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 382 - Dark-heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime; The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible: even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 429 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Página 159 - Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Página 274 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Página 29 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Página 299 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Página 382 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...