Human Life: A Poem, Part 340John Murray, 1819 - 100 pàgines |
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Age of Admiration all-eloquent Alps arms awhile a lustre beautiful behold BOLT COURT BOY OF EGREMOND breathe brow child Cicero climb clinging curtains of Futurity Dante dark delight desolate dream Dryden earth Embsay eyes FLEET STREET flowers flung footsteps funeral-garland hung gate misnamed gentle gladness glide glory Greece green grove Hampden struggling hear heart Heaven holy hour HUMAN light line 13 live look Lord Russel methinks Milton sought mother Musing Naples night NOTE o'er Oh thou Pæstum pathway leads Petrarch Plato pleasure PRINTED BY BENSLEY Russel Russel's side Saint who sate sate by Russel's say how lovely scene shadow sheds awhile shines sighs silent Sire sits sleep slumbers smiles song soon sorrow soul stir stone That sheds Suffer these little sung tears thee thoughts thro trance turn voice wander watch weeping wild WRITTEN AT PESTUM young Youth
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Pàgina 34 - The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts — touch them but rightly— pour A thousand melodies unheard before...
Pàgina 8 - The babe, the sleeping image of his sire. A few short years, and then these sounds shall hail The day again, and gladness fill the vale ; So soon the child a youth, the youth a man, Eager to run the race his fathers ran. Then the huge ox shall yield the broad sirloin ; The ale, now...
Pàgina 74 - ... an inward prompting, which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intent study, (which I take to be my portion in this life,) joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written, to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Pàgina 72 - I came to Broadgate, in Leicestershire, to take my leave of that noble Lady Jane Grey, to whom I was exceeding much beholding. Her parents, the duke and the duchess, with all the household, gentlemen and gentlewomen, were hunting in the park. I found her in her chamber reading Phaedon Platonis in Greek, and that with as much delight as some gentlemen would read a merry tale in Boccace.
Pàgina 19 - He drinks the balm of life, and drops to rest. Her by her smile how soon the Stranger knows ; How soon by his the glad discovery shows! As to her lips she lifts the lovely boy, What answering looks of sympathy and joy ! He walks, he speaks. In many a broken word His wants, his wishes, and his griefs are heard.
Pàgina 73 - Who does not wish that Dryden could have known the value of the homage that was paid him, and foreseen the greatness of his young admirer ? The earliest of Pope's productions is his Ode on Solitude...
Pàgina 33 - Then before All they stand — the holy vow And ring of gold, no fond illusions now, Bind her as his. Across the threshold led, And every tear kissed off as soon as shed, His house she enters — there to be a light Shining within, when all without is night ; A guardian-angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing...
Pàgina 69 - Fancy can hardly forbear to conjecture with what temper Milton surveyed the silent progress of his work, and marked its reputation stealing its way in a kind of subterraneous current through fear and silence. I cannot but conceive him calm and confident, little disappointed, not at all dejected, relying on his own merit with steady consciousness, and waiting without impatience the vicissitudes of opinion, and the...
Pàgina 89 - Mid arcs and obelisks, and domes and towers, Reflecting back the radiance of the west, Well might he dream of Glory! — Now...
Pàgina 86 - TIIEY stand between the mountains and the sea; Awful memorials, but of whom we know not ! The seaman, passing, gazes from the deck. The buffalo-driver, in his shaggy cloak, Points to the work of magic and moves on. Time was they stood along the crowded street, Temples of Gods ! and on their ample steps What various habits, various tongues beset The brazen gates for prayer and sacrifice...