The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volumen 9Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... move in measures of their former dance ; Or you perform her office in the sphere , Born of her blood , and make a new platonic year . O true Plantagenet , O race divine , ( For beauty still is fatal to the line ) Had Chaucer liv'd ...
... move in measures of their former dance ; Or you perform her office in the sphere , Born of her blood , and make a new platonic year . O true Plantagenet , O race divine , ( For beauty still is fatal to the line ) Had Chaucer liv'd ...
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... moves ; Inspires new flames , revives extinguish'd loves . In this remembrance Emily , ere day , Arose , and dress'd ... move Her mind to mercy , or must die for love . " Thus Arcite : and thus Palamon replies , ( Eager his tone , and ...
... moves ; Inspires new flames , revives extinguish'd loves . In this remembrance Emily , ere day , Arose , and dress'd ... move Her mind to mercy , or must die for love . " Thus Arcite : and thus Palamon replies , ( Eager his tone , and ...
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... move My pangs of jealousy for Arcite's love . " Let Palamon , oppress'd in bondage , mourn , While to his exil'd rival we return . By this , the Sun , declining from his height , The day had shorten'd , to prolong the night : The ...
... move My pangs of jealousy for Arcite's love . " Let Palamon , oppress'd in bondage , mourn , While to his exil'd rival we return . By this , the Sun , declining from his height , The day had shorten'd , to prolong the night : The ...
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... move , And Antony , who lost the world for love . These , and a thousand more , the fane adorn ; Their fates were painted ere the men were born , All copied from the Heavens , and ruling force Of the red star , in his revolving course ...
... move , And Antony , who lost the world for love . These , and a thousand more , the fane adorn ; Their fates were painted ere the men were born , All copied from the Heavens , and ruling force Of the red star , in his revolving course ...
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... move In your fifth orb , and rule the realm of love . The Fates but only spin the coarser clue , The finest of the wool is left for you . Spare me but one small portion of the twine , And let the sisters cut below your line : The rest ...
... move In your fifth orb , and rule the realm of love . The Fates but only spin the coarser clue , The finest of the wool is left for you . Spare me but one small portion of the twine , And let the sisters cut below your line : The rest ...
Términos y frases comunes
Æneid Ajax Apicius arms Baucis and Philemon bear beauty blood breast call'd Ceyx charms Chaucer Chryseis Cinyras command coursers Crete crime cry'd death design'd Earth Ev'n eyes fair fame fate father fear fight fill'd fire fix'd flame give glory goddess gods grace grief ground hand haste head heart Heaven HIPPOLITUS honour Iphis Ismena join'd Jove king labours light live lord lov'd lover Lucretius LYCON maid mind Mopsus Myrrha never night numbers nymph o'er once Ovid pain passion peace Phædra Pindar Pirithous plain pleas'd poet praise prayer Priam prince queen rage rais'd rest rise sacred seas seem'd shade shine sight sing sire skies soft song soul stood sweet sword synalepha tears tell thee Theocritus Theseus thine things thou thought tongue translation trembling Twas verse Virgil Whilst winds words wound youth
Pasajes populares
Página 158 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call to-day his own : He who, secure within, can say, ' To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have lived to-day : Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possess'd, in spite of Fate, are mine.
Página 506 - Whoever wishes to attain an English style, familiar but not coarse, and elegant but not ostentatious, must give his days and nights to the volumes of Addison.
Página 9 - Milton was the poetical son of Spenser, and Mr. Waller of Fairfax, for we have our lineal descents and clans as well as other families. Spenser more than once insinuates that the soul of Chaucer was transfused into his body, and that he was begotten by him two hundred years after his decease.
Página 481 - Tories echoed every clap, to show that the satire was unfelt. The story of Bolingbroke is well known. He called Booth to his box, and gave him fifty guineas for defending the cause of liberty so well against a perpetual dictator.
Página 357 - Horror of horrors ! what ! his only son ? How look'd our hermit when the fact was done ! Not hell, though hell's black jaws in sunder part, And breathe blue fire, could more assault his heart.
Página 13 - He is a perpetual fountain of good sense ; learned in all sciences ; and, therefore, speaks properly on all subjects. As he knew what to say, so he knows also when to leave off ; a continence which is practised by few writers, and scarcely by any of the ancients, excepting Virgil and Horace.
Página 354 - While through their ranks in silver pride The nether crescent seems to glide ! The slumbering breeze forgets to breathe, The lake is smooth and clear beneath, Where once again the spangled show Descends to meet our eyes below. The grounds which on the right aspire, In dimness from the view retire : The left presents a place of graves, Whose wall the silent water laves. That steeple guides thy doubtful sight Among the livid gleams of night. There pass, with melancholy state. By all the solemn heaps...
Página 13 - We can only say that he lived in the infancy of our poetry, and that nothing is brought to perfection at the first. We must be children before we grow men.
Página 491 - No greater felicity can genius attain, than that of having purified intellectual pleasure, separated mirth from indecency, and wit from licentiousness ; of having taught a succession of writers to bring elegance and gaiety to the aid of goodness ; and, if I may use expressions yet more awful, of having " turned many to righteousness.
Página 125 - The sense of an author, generally speaking, is to be sacred and inviolable. If the fancy of Ovid be luxuriant, it is his character to be so ; and if I retrench it, he is no longer Ovid. It will be replied, that he receives advantage by this lopping of his superfluous branches ; but I rejoin, that a translator has no such right.