Specimens of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Notices, and an Essay on English Poetry, Volume 5Thomas Campbell John Murray, 1819 - Authors, English |
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... spirits , and my present fears Are lost in dread of greater ill . Then shew mè , Lead me , for I am bolder grown : lead on Where I may kneel , and pay my vows again , To him , to Heaven , and my Alphonso's soul . Leon . I go ; but ...
... spirits , and my present fears Are lost in dread of greater ill . Then shew mè , Lead me , for I am bolder grown : lead on Where I may kneel , and pay my vows again , To him , to Heaven , and my Alphonso's soul . Leon . I go ; but ...
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... spirit call Alphonso ; I thought I saw thee too ; but , Oh , I thought not That I indeed should be so blest to see thee— Alm . But still , how cam'st thou thither ? How thus- -Ha ! What's he , who , like thyself , is started here Ere ...
... spirit call Alphonso ; I thought I saw thee too ; but , Oh , I thought not That I indeed should be so blest to see thee— Alm . But still , how cam'st thou thither ? How thus- -Ha ! What's he , who , like thyself , is started here Ere ...
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... spirit Should float round the globe in an ocean of claret , The truest of friends and the best of all juices , Worth both the rich metals that India produces : For all men , we find , from the young to the old , Will exchange for the ...
... spirit Should float round the globe in an ocean of claret , The truest of friends and the best of all juices , Worth both the rich metals that India produces : For all men , we find , from the young to the old , Will exchange for the ...
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... spirit brook the rigid rules , And the long tyranny of grammar - schools ? Let younger brothers o'er dull authors plod , Lash'd into Latin by the tingling rod ; No , let him never feel that smart disgrace : Why should he wiser prove ...
... spirit brook the rigid rules , And the long tyranny of grammar - schools ? Let younger brothers o'er dull authors plod , Lash'd into Latin by the tingling rod ; No , let him never feel that smart disgrace : Why should he wiser prove ...
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... spirit of the love , Th ' eternal love , and never - failing faith express Of thy much injur'd , lost , despairing Charlotte ?. Y. Wilm . Be still , my flutt'ring heart ; hope not too soon : Perhaps I dream , and this is all illusion ...
... spirit of the love , Th ' eternal love , and never - failing faith express Of thy much injur'd , lost , despairing Charlotte ?. Y. Wilm . Be still , my flutt'ring heart ; hope not too soon : Perhaps I dream , and this is all illusion ...
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Æsop ALLAN RAMSAY beneath Biron blest bliss BORN bosom breast breath bright charms COLLEY CIBBER court crown'd Cuddy dear death delight e'er earth Ev'n eyes face fair fame fancy fate fear fond gentle GEORGE LILLO GEORGE SEWELL give grace grave Grongar Hill hair hand happy hast head hear heart heaven heel I three Jove LEONARD WELSTED live Lord Lubberkin maid Metis mind Moria mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain peace plain pleas'd pleasure poet praise pride rise round seem'd shade shining sighs sing sleep smile soft song soon soul spleen swain sweet swelling sylphs taste tears tell tender Thalestris thee THOMAS TICKELL THOMAS WARTON thou thought trembling turn me thrice Twas Venus vows ween WILLIAM SHENSTONE Wilm Wilmot wind wings wretch youth
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Page 110 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come away ! ' What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death...
Page 219 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Page 311 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet, Prepare thy shadowy car.
Page 125 - Thrice she look'd back, and thrice the foe drew near. Just in that instant, anxious Ariel sought The close recesses of the virgin's thought : As on the nosegay in her breast reclin'd, He watch'd th...
Page 312 - Winter yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes : So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! ODE TO PEACE.
Page 134 - And trust me, dear ! good-humour can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail. Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll ; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Page 396 - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally ! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Page 112 - Soft yielding minds to water glide away, And sip, with nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of air.
Page 116 - 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.
Page 119 - Planets through the boundless Sky. Some less refin'd, beneath the Moon's pale Light Pursue the Stars that shoot athwart the Night ; Or suck the Mists in grosser Air below, Or dip their Pinions in the painted Bow, Or brew fierce Tempests on the wintry Main, Or o'er the Glebe distil the kindly Rain.