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... bright abode , 125 And make my soul quit Abelard for God . Ah think at least thy flock deserves thy care , Plants of thy hand , and children of thy pray'r , 130 From the false world in early youth they fled , By thee to mountains ...
... bright abode , 125 And make my soul quit Abelard for God . Ah think at least thy flock deserves thy care , Plants of thy hand , and children of thy pray'r , 130 From the false world in early youth they fled , By thee to mountains ...
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... bright idea of the skies : Take back that grace , those sorrows , and those tears ; Take back my fruitless penitence and pray'rs ; 286 Snatch me , just mounting , from the blest abode : Assist the fiends , and tear me from my God ! No ...
... bright idea of the skies : Take back that grace , those sorrows , and those tears ; Take back my fruitless penitence and pray'rs ; 286 Snatch me , just mounting , from the blest abode : Assist the fiends , and tear me from my God ! No ...
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... Bright clouds descend , and angels watch thee round , From op'ning skies may streaming glories shine , 341 And saints embrace thee with a love like mine . May one kind grave unite each hapless name , And graft my love immortal on thy ...
... Bright clouds descend , and angels watch thee round , From op'ning skies may streaming glories shine , 341 And saints embrace thee with a love like mine . May one kind grave unite each hapless name , And graft my love immortal on thy ...
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... bright mountains prop th ' incumbent sky : As Atlas fix'd each hoary pile appears . The gather'd winter of a thousand years . On this foundation Fame's high temple stands ; Stupendous pile ! not rear'd by mortal hands . Whate'er proud ...
... bright mountains prop th ' incumbent sky : As Atlas fix'd each hoary pile appears . The gather'd winter of a thousand years . On this foundation Fame's high temple stands ; Stupendous pile ! not rear'd by mortal hands . Whate'er proud ...
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... bright , transparent beryl were the walls , The freezes gold , and gold the capitals : As heav'n with stars , the roof with jewels glows , And ever - living lamps depend in rows . Full in the passage of each spacious gate , 145 The sage ...
... bright , transparent beryl were the walls , The freezes gold , and gold the capitals : As heav'n with stars , the roof with jewels glows , And ever - living lamps depend in rows . Full in the passage of each spacious gate , 145 The sage ...
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Adrastus Aonia appear Argos Ariosto atque beauty blest bliss Boccace breast bright charms Chaucer crown'd dame dear death delight divine dreadful Dryope Epistle Eteocles Euripides Ev'n ev'ry eyes fable fair fame fate fix'd flames flow'ry fury gentle grace hæc heart Heav'n heav'nly Homer honour Horace House of Fame IMITATIONS Jove joys King lady Laius lines live Lord lov'd Lucan mihi Muse Niceron night NOTES numbers nymph o'er once Ovid Petrarch Phaon Phoebus Pindar pleas'd pleasure poem poet poetry Polynices Pope pow'r praise pray'r Procris quæ quod rage reign rise Sappho seem'd shade shew shine sigh sight skies soft soul spouse Statius stood tale tamen tears temple Thebes thee thou thought throne tibi Timoleon tow'rs translation tree trembling Twas Tydeus verse Vertumnus Virgil virtue wife wretched writers youth
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Página 354 - VIXIT TITULIS ET INVIDIA MAJOR ANNOS, HEU PAUCOS, XXXV. OB. FEB. XIV. MDCCXX. Statesman, yet Friend to Truth! of Soul sincere, In Action faithful, and in Honour clear! Who broke no Promise, serv'd no private End, Who gain'd no Title, and who lost no Friend, Ennobled by Himself, by All approv'd, Prais'd, wept, and honour'd, by the Muse he lov'd. THE
Página 35 - let the pealing organ blow In the full-voic'd quire below ; In service high and anthem clear, As may with sweetness through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all heav'n before mine eyes.
Página 356 - to this fair Urn we trust. And sacred, place by DRYDEN'S awful dust: Beneath a rude and nameless stone he lies, To which thy Tomb shall guide inquiring eyes. Peace to thy gentle shade, and endless rest! Blest in thy Genius, in thy Love too blest!
Página 351 - Vice had his hate and pity too. Blest Courtier! who could King and country please, Yet sacred keep his Friendships, and his Ease. Blest Peer! his great Forefathers ev'ry grace Reflecting, and reflected in his Race ; Where other BUCKHURSTS, other DORSETS shine, And Patriots still, or Poets, deck the line. NOTES.
Página 27 - heat? Yet, yet I love !—From Abelard it came, And Elo'isa yet must kiss the name. Dear fatal name ! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd; 10 Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixd with God's, his lov'd idea lies:
Página 92 - me live, or die unknown: Oh ! grant an honest fame, or grant me none ! " THIS poem contains great strokes of Gothic imagination, yet bordering often on the most ideal and capricious extravagance. The poet, in a vision, sees a temple of glass; ' In which were more images Of gold stondinge in sundrie stages,
Página 191 - Corinth's pleasing site surveys. Twas now the time when Phoebus yields to night, And rising Cynthia sheds her silver light, 475 Wide o'er the world in solemn pomp she drew, Her airy chariot hung with pearly dew ; All birds and beasts lie hush'd ; sleep steals away The wild desires of men, and toils of day,
Página 40 - more I hear, no more I view, 235 The phantom flies me, as unkind as you, I call aloud; it hears not what I say : I stretch my empty arms ; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes ; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise ; 240 NOTES.
Página 17 - But when from hence he plung'd into the main, Deucalion scorn'd, and Pyrrha lov'd in vain. Haste, Sappho, haste, from high Leucadia throw Thy wretched weight, nor dread the deeps below !" She spoke, and vanish'd with the voice—I rise, And silent tears fall trickling from my eyes. 200 NOTES. Ver. 188. Leucadian
Página 281 - more genius and imagination; the one excelled in beauty, the other in energy. Michael Angelo has more of the poetical inspiration, his ideas are vast and sublime, his people are a superior order of beings; there is nothing about them, nothing in the air of their actions, or their attitudes, or the style and cast