Studies in Poetry: Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best Poets in the English Language, a Copious Selection of Elegant Extracts, a Short Analysis of Hebrew Poetry, and Translations from the Sacred Poets: Designed to Illustrate the Principles of Rhetoric, and Teach Their Application to PoetryCarter and Hendee, 1830 - 480 pàgines |
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Pàgina xvi
... Praise to Jehovah 459 Aspirations After God The Condescension of God to Man 460 461 Life Transitory , but God the Everlasting Refuge 461 Praise to Jehovah 462 God Merciful and Gracious Creation Sustained by the Mercy of God The ...
... Praise to Jehovah 459 Aspirations After God The Condescension of God to Man 460 461 Life Transitory , but God the Everlasting Refuge 461 Praise to Jehovah 462 God Merciful and Gracious Creation Sustained by the Mercy of God The ...
Pàgina 6
... praise the trees so strait and high , The sailing pine , the cedar proud and tall , The vine - prop elm , the poplar never dry , The builder oak , sole king of forests all , The aspin , good for staves , and cypress funeral The laurel ...
... praise the trees so strait and high , The sailing pine , the cedar proud and tall , The vine - prop elm , the poplar never dry , The builder oak , sole king of forests all , The aspin , good for staves , and cypress funeral The laurel ...
Pàgina 23
... Praise and glory on his head ! For forth he goes , and visits all his host ; Bids them good - morrow , with a modest smile ; And calls them , brothers , friends , and countrymen . Upon his royal face there is no note How dread an army ...
... Praise and glory on his head ! For forth he goes , and visits all his host ; Bids them good - morrow , with a modest smile ; And calls them , brothers , friends , and countrymen . Upon his royal face there is no note How dread an army ...
Pàgina 32
... praise , and true perfection ! -Peace , hoa ! the moon sleeps with Endymion . And would not be awak'd ! Lor . That is the voice , Or I am much deceiv'd , of Portia . [ Music ceases . Por . He knows me , as the blind man knows the cuckow ...
... praise , and true perfection ! -Peace , hoa ! the moon sleeps with Endymion . And would not be awak'd ! Lor . That is the voice , Or I am much deceiv'd , of Portia . [ Music ceases . Por . He knows me , as the blind man knows the cuckow ...
Pàgina 35
... praise him . The evil , that men do , lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Cesar ! The noble Brutus Hath told you , Cesar was ambitious : If it were so , it was a grievous fault ; And ...
... praise him . The evil , that men do , lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Cesar ! The noble Brutus Hath told you , Cesar was ambitious : If it were so , it was a grievous fault ; And ...
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Studies in Poetry: Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best ... George Barrell Cheever Visualització completa - 1830 |
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Pàgina 35 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Pàgina 17 - His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Pàgina 380 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear ; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
Pàgina 28 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes...
Pàgina 67 - 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.
Pàgina 379 - What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Pàgina 73 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Pàgina 17 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Pàgina 170 - 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.
Pàgina 142 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn:' THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown.