The Feast of the Poets: With Notes, and Other Pieces in VerseGale, Curtis, and Fenner, 1815 - 157 páginas |
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... the laurels took flow'r in the gardens and squares ; But fancies like these , though I've stores to supply me , I'd better keep back for a poem I've by me , And merely observe that the girls look'd divine , · 2 THE FEAST OF.
... the laurels took flow'r in the gardens and squares ; But fancies like these , though I've stores to supply me , I'd better keep back for a poem I've by me , And merely observe that the girls look'd divine , · 2 THE FEAST OF.
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... keep the spot pure for the visits of heaven . " 13 He spoke with a warmth , but his accent was bland , \ . And the poet bow'd down with a blush to his hand , When all on a sudden , there rose on the stairs A noise as of persons with ...
... keep the spot pure for the visits of heaven . " 13 He spoke with a warmth , but his accent was bland , \ . And the poet bow'd down with a blush to his hand , When all on a sudden , there rose on the stairs A noise as of persons with ...
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... till eleven , When Phoebus shook hands , and departed for heaven ; For poets , ' he said , who would cherish their powers , And hop'd to be deathless , must keep to good hours.'2 8 So off he betook him the way that he came 20 THE FEAST OF.
... till eleven , When Phoebus shook hands , and departed for heaven ; For poets , ' he said , who would cherish their powers , And hop'd to be deathless , must keep to good hours.'2 8 So off he betook him the way that he came 20 THE FEAST OF.
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... Posterity , " to be told , that at the distance of a hundred years , it would be necessary to say who he was . His Grace , it is true , by favour of long standing , and of the carelessness or ignorance of compilers , still keeps his place.
... Posterity , " to be told , that at the distance of a hundred years , it would be necessary to say who he was . His Grace , it is true , by favour of long standing , and of the carelessness or ignorance of compilers , still keeps his place.
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... keeps his place in those strange medleys of good and bad , called collections of the English Poets ; but very few persons know any thing of him ; and they who do , will hardly object to the tone of contempt with which Apollo speaks of a ...
... keeps his place in those strange medleys of good and bad , called collections of the English Poets ; but very few persons know any thing of him ; and they who do , will hardly object to the tone of contempt with which Apollo speaks of a ...
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Página 111 - Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 33 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
Página 97 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the...
Página 33 - But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as...
Página 111 - I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound. And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Página 111 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 34 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face and you'll forget 'em all.
Página 97 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Página 33 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies; The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight. Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Página 4 - The brow all of wisdom, and lips all of love; For though he was blooming, and oval of cheek, And youth down his shoulders went smoothing and sleek, Yet his look with the reach of past ages was wise, And the soul of eternity thought through his eyes.