Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions of English Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Time, Connected by a Critical and Biographical History, Volume 2Robert Chambers Gould, Kendall and Lincoln, 1849 - English literature |
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... round , To close the face of things . A fresher gale Begins to wave the wood , and stir the stream , Sweeping with shadowy gust the fields of corn : While the quail clamours for his running mate . Wide o'er the thistly lawn , as swells ...
... round , To close the face of things . A fresher gale Begins to wave the wood , and stir the stream , Sweeping with shadowy gust the fields of corn : While the quail clamours for his running mate . Wide o'er the thistly lawn , as swells ...
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... round him night resistless closes fast , And every tempest howling o'er his head , Renders the savage wilderness more wild . Then throng the busy shapes into his mind , Of covered pits , unfathomably deep , A dire descent ! beyond the ...
... round him night resistless closes fast , And every tempest howling o'er his head , Renders the savage wilderness more wild . Then throng the busy shapes into his mind , Of covered pits , unfathomably deep , A dire descent ! beyond the ...
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... round , On nature write with every beam His praise . The thunder rolls : be hushed the prostrate world , While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn . Bleat out afresh ye hills ; ye mossy rocks Retain the sound ; the broad responsive ...
... round , On nature write with every beam His praise . The thunder rolls : be hushed the prostrate world , While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn . Bleat out afresh ye hills ; ye mossy rocks Retain the sound ; the broad responsive ...
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... round a summer sky : There eke the soft delights , that witchingly Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast , And the calm pleasures , always hovered nigh ; But whate'er smacked of noyance or unrest , Was far , far off expelled from ...
... round a summer sky : There eke the soft delights , that witchingly Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast , And the calm pleasures , always hovered nigh ; But whate'er smacked of noyance or unrest , Was far , far off expelled from ...
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... round , As thick as idle motes in sunny ray , Not one eftsoons in view was to be found , But every man strolled off his own glad way , Wide o'er this ample court's blank area , With all the lodges that thereto pertained ; No living ...
... round , As thick as idle motes in sunny ray , Not one eftsoons in view was to be found , But every man strolled off his own glad way , Wide o'er this ample court's blank area , With all the lodges that thereto pertained ; No living ...
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Page 32 - the Tear 1746. How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest I 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. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is
Page 404 - the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learned to stray ; With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked, Implores the panting tribute of a sigh. Yet even these bones from insult to protect, Some frail memorial still erected riigh, Their name, their years, spelt
Page 324 - mountain solitude. Lines. My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! The child is father of the man
Page 56 - One morn I missed him on the Vustomed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite 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 bom
Page 389 - the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war: These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar
Page 55 - Church, and Tomb of Gray. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herds wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the
Page 371 - d! the virgin train await With songs and festal rites, and joy to rove Thy blooming wilds among, And vales and dewy lawns, With untired feet ; and cull thy earliest sweets To weave fresh garlands for
Page 55 - stillness holds Save where the beetle wheels hi» droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reigu. tury.
Page 56 - unknown ; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, Hegainedfrom Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send : No farther seek his merits to disclose, (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God. Or draw