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... Fair Reaper . By R. P. Gillies , Esq .......... 149 The Basil Tree of Salernum . From Boccacio . By Sir B. Boothby , bart ........ 150 Canzonet . From the Italian of the Hon . W. Spencer . By Mr. Davenport ..... 157 Ode . 158 ..... Song ...
... Fair Reaper . By R. P. Gillies , Esq .......... 149 The Basil Tree of Salernum . From Boccacio . By Sir B. Boothby , bart ........ 150 Canzonet . From the Italian of the Hon . W. Spencer . By Mr. Davenport ..... 157 Ode . 158 ..... Song ...
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... fair hill ! II . The mountain gale the vapour flings Aloft upon his giant wings : And now the sun , in high career , Wakens a thousand dew - drops clear , That in their downy moss - couch sleep , Or from the trembling grass - top weep ...
... fair hill ! II . The mountain gale the vapour flings Aloft upon his giant wings : And now the sun , in high career , Wakens a thousand dew - drops clear , That in their downy moss - couch sleep , Or from the trembling grass - top weep ...
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... Fair . Whilst harsh and rude the notes I fling , Coursing nor Beauty dare I sing , The greyhound nor the hare . Yet , gentle maids , ye well may spy Your triumphs in your lovers ' eye : And ye , kind sportsmen , well may claim For ...
... Fair . Whilst harsh and rude the notes I fling , Coursing nor Beauty dare I sing , The greyhound nor the hare . Yet , gentle maids , ye well may spy Your triumphs in your lovers ' eye : And ye , kind sportsmen , well may claim For ...
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... fair , To hang around her mountain lair . V. ' Methinks I too should love to dwell Within this lone and cloud - capp'd cell : With all around of vast and rude ; A wild romantic solitude ! With all below to charm the eye ; With nought ...
... fair , To hang around her mountain lair . V. ' Methinks I too should love to dwell Within this lone and cloud - capp'd cell : With all around of vast and rude ; A wild romantic solitude ! With all below to charm the eye ; With nought ...
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... fair retreat Where merry children sport ? Or the rough keeper's jovial seat , Where hounds and huntsmen frequent meet , And hold their sylvan court ? * Brittwell nunnery . The retreat of several aged nuns , who were driven from France ...
... fair retreat Where merry children sport ? Or the rough keeper's jovial seat , Where hounds and huntsmen frequent meet , And hold their sylvan court ? * Brittwell nunnery . The retreat of several aged nuns , who were driven from France ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
AMURATH ANTIGONE arms art thou Bard beam beauty bend beneath blaze bless blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright brow charms cheek cloud coursers dark dear death dread Edwin EPIGRAM fade fair fame fancy fate fire flame flowers fond genius gleam gloom glory glow grace grief grove hail harp hear heart heaven hope hour JAMES IRVING life's light Lord lov'd lyre maid MARY RUSSELL MITFORD mind Minstrel mourn Muse night numbers nymph o'er pale peace Phidias plain praise pride proud R. A. DAVENPORT rapture reign rill rose round sacred scene shade shore sigh skies sleep smile smiling train soft song SONNET soothe sorrow soul spirit Staffa storm strain stream sweet swell tear tempest thee thine thou thro throne toil trembling Twas vale voice wave weep wild wing youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 13 - Whilst the landscape round it measures ; Russet lawns and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks and rivers wide : Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Página 129 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th
Página 264 - And Moses went up from the plains of Moab unto the mountain of Nebo, to the top of Pisgah, that is over against Jericho. And the Lord shewed him all the land of Gilead, unto Dan, and all Naphtali, and the land of Ephraim, and Manasseh, and all the land of Judah, unto the utmost sea, and the south, and the plain of the valley of Jericho, the city of palm trees, unto Zoar.
Página 562 - All fly to Twit'nam, and in humble strain Apply to me, to keep them mad or vain.
Página 12 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures; Russet lawns, and fallows grey, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks and rivers wide; Towers and battlements...
Página 232 - THE scene was more beautiful far to my eye Than if day in its pride had arrayed it ; The land-breeze blew mild, and the azure-arched sky Looked pure as the Spirit that made it : The murmur rose soft as I silently gazed On the shadowy waves...
Página 475 - Me wrangling courts, and stubborn law, To smoke, and crowds, and cities draw: There selfish faction rules the day, And pride and avarice throng the way; Diseases taint the murky air, And midnight conflagrations glare; Loose Revelry, and Riot bold, In frighted streets their orgies hold ; Or, where in silence all is drowned, Fell Murder walks his lonely round ; No room for peace, no room for you, Adieu, celestial Nymph, adieu!
Página 12 - Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Página 13 - We at length reached the spot, whence Milton undoubtedly took most of his images; it is on the top of the hill, from which there is a most extensive prospect on all sides: the distant mountains that seemed to support the clouds, the villages and turrets, partly shaded...
Página 14 - The tradition of his having lived there is current among the villagers : one of them showed us a ruinous wall, that made part of his chamber ; and I was much pleased with another, who had forgotten the name of Milton, but recollected him by the title of The Poet.