Metrical epitaphs, ancient and modern, ed. by J. Booth |
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... poet's turf to lave , And fragrant wine flow joyous from his grave . Thus charm'd , his bones shall press their ... poet . Of his poems only a few genuine fragments have come down to us ; for the " Odes " attributed to him , though much ...
... poet's turf to lave , And fragrant wine flow joyous from his grave . Thus charm'd , his bones shall press their ... poet . Of his poems only a few genuine fragments have come down to us ; for the " Odes " attributed to him , though much ...
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... poet's fate is here in emblem shown ; He ask'd for bread , and he received a stone . composing songs seemed to be his chief talent , which he would do to the most difficult tunes : for his words were not , as other poets ' were , set to ...
... poet's fate is here in emblem shown ; He ask'd for bread , and he received a stone . composing songs seemed to be his chief talent , which he would do to the most difficult tunes : for his words were not , as other poets ' were , set to ...
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... POET.42 THIS modest stone , what few vain marbles can , May truly say , Here lies an honest man : A poet blessed beyond the poet's fate , Pope . Whom heaven kept sacred from the proud and great ; Foe to loud praise , and friend to ...
... POET.42 THIS modest stone , what few vain marbles can , May truly say , Here lies an honest man : A poet blessed beyond the poet's fate , Pope . Whom heaven kept sacred from the proud and great ; Foe to loud praise , and friend to ...
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... poet's chal- lenge to try his epigrammatic powers with the dramatist who excelled in this species of writing , and each of them was to write the other's epitaph . Garrick at once said his epitaph was finished , and spoke the above ...
... poet's chal- lenge to try his epigrammatic powers with the dramatist who excelled in this species of writing , and each of them was to write the other's epitaph . Garrick at once said his epitaph was finished , and spoke the above ...
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... poet's song ; Who many a noble gift from heaven possess'd , And faith at last , alone worth all the rest . O man ! immortal by a double prize , By fame on earth , by glory in the skies . W. Cowper . 3. ( 1786. ) HERE lies poor Johnson ...
... poet's song ; Who many a noble gift from heaven possess'd , And faith at last , alone worth all the rest . O man ! immortal by a double prize , By fame on earth , by glory in the skies . W. Cowper . 3. ( 1786. ) HERE lies poor Johnson ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Æschylus ancient Athenians beautiful beneath Blackwood's Magazine blest buried Burns calf extra Callimachus celebrated Charles CHURCHYARD cloth extra Cowper crown 8vo dead Dean Swift dear death died dust Earl earth edition elegant England English engraved Epictetus epigram epitaph fame fate fcap Garrick genius gilt Goldsmith Goldwin Smith grace grave Greece Greek Greek Anthology half calf heart heaven History Homer honour humour Iliad Illustrations inscribed inscriptions John Johnson king Latin lies life's lived Lord Byron marble Mary Cowden Clarke Medes memory monument moral mourn muse never o'er Owen Jones Persians poems poet poet's poetry poor Pope praise published at 12s Queen reader rest satirical Shakespeare sleep sorrow soul stone talent tear thee thou Tibullus tion tomb toned paper translated tumulus verse virtue vols weep Westminster Abbey wife write wrote youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 124 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart : To coxcombs averse, yet most civilly steering, When they judged without skill he was still hard of hearing.
Página 168 - Here pause — and, thro' the starting tear, Survey this grave. The poor Inhabitant below Was quick to learn and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame, But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name ! Reader, attend — whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit ; Know, prudent, cautious self-control Is wisdom's root.
Página 128 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth, A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear — He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd), a friend.
Página 123 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back.
Página 122 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks...
Página 126 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Página 98 - Statesman, yet friend to truth ! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear ; Who broke no promise, served no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approved, And praised, unenvied, by the muse he loved,
Página 121 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much ; Who, born for the Universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Página 135 - Are dwindled down to threescore years and ten. Better to hunt in fields for health unbought Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend ; God never made his work for man to mend.
Página 97 - Unblam'd through life, lamented in thy end, These are thy honours ! not that here thy bust Is mix'd with heroes, or with...