The Poetical Works of Samuel RogersEdward Moxon, 1856 - 437 pages |
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... was born , and partly from the Hill near Stourbridge , where his father was born . This latter house he used to visit in his youth while his aunts lived there . -EDITOR . ] See , thro ' the fractured pediment revealed , Where.
... was born , and partly from the Hill near Stourbridge , where his father was born . This latter house he used to visit in his youth while his aunts lived there . -EDITOR . ] See , thro ' the fractured pediment revealed , Where.
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... lived to see the willow wave , With many an evening whisper , o'er their grave . Yes , FLORIO lived - and , still of each possessed , The father cherished , and the maid caressed ! For ever would the fond Enthusiast rove , With JULIA's ...
... lived to see the willow wave , With many an evening whisper , o'er their grave . Yes , FLORIO lived - and , still of each possessed , The father cherished , and the maid caressed ! For ever would the fond Enthusiast rove , With JULIA's ...
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... lived in it . Page 19 , line 15 . These still exist , & c . There is a future Existence even in this world , an Existence in the hearts and minds of those who shall live after us . * It is a state of rewards and punishments ; and , like ...
... lived in it . Page 19 , line 15 . These still exist , & c . There is a future Existence even in this world , an Existence in the hearts and minds of those who shall live after us . * It is a state of rewards and punishments ; and , like ...
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... lived and where they dwelt ; and which , being interspersed among their satirical writings , derive a secret and irresistible grace from the con- trast , and are admirable examples of what in Painting is termed repose . We have ...
... lived and where they dwelt ; and which , being interspersed among their satirical writings , derive a secret and irresistible grace from the con- trast , and are admirable examples of what in Painting is termed repose . We have ...
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... lived , unenvied , not unblest ; Reason his guide , and Happiness his guest . In the clear mirror of his moral page We trace the manners of a purer age . His soul , with thirst of genuine glory fraught , Scorned the false lustre of ...
... lived , unenvied , not unblest ; Reason his guide , and Happiness his guest . In the clear mirror of his moral page We trace the manners of a purer age . His soul , with thirst of genuine glory fraught , Scorned the false lustre of ...
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age to age AMALFI ancient ARIOSTO beautiful bless blest Boccaccio breathe bright called charm child Cicero clouds cried dark dead delight dream earth ELEONORA DI TOLEDO Euripides eyes father fear fled Florence flowers gate gazed GENOA gentle glimmering glory glows gold Gondolier gone grave grey grove hand hast heard heart heaven holy hour hung light line 15 lived look lost mind Montesquieu musing Naples night numbers o'er once Padua passed Petrarch pleasure rest rise ROME round sacred sail sate says scene seen shade shifting sail shine shore sigh silent sing sitting sleep slumbers smile song soon soul spirit spoke stir stood sung sweet tears thee thine things thou thought thro Titian tower turned Twas VENICE Verdea voice walls wander wave weep whence wild wind wings young youth
Popular passages
Page 273 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft, In the Rialto, you have rated me About my moneys and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe : You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own'.
Page 290 - When on an idle day, a day of search "Mid the old lumber in the gallery, That mouldering chest was noticed ; and 'twas said By one as young, as thoughtless as Ginevra, " Why not remove it from its lurking-place...
Page 155 - I wis all their sport in the park is but a shadow to that pleasure that I find in Plato. Alas, good folk, they never felt what true pleasure meant.
Page 36 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow • warmer among...
Page 151 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded; what none hath dared, thou hast done; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised : thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jacet.
Page 289 - With scripture-stories from the life of Christ ; A chest that came from Venice, and had held The ducal robes of some old ancestor...
Page 337 - Of law there can be no less acknowledged, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world ; all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power...
Page 289 - And in her fifteenth year became a bride, Marrying an only son, Francesco Doria, Her playmate from her birth, and her first love. Just as she looks there in her bridal dress, She was all gentleness, all gaiety, Her pranks the favourite theme of every tongue.
Page 197 - Oft, like some loved romantic tale, Oft shall my weary mind recall, Amid the hum and stir of men, Thy beechen grove and waterfall, Thy ferry with its gliding sail, And Her — the Lady of the Glen ! AN INSCRIPTION IN THE CRIMEA.
Page 182 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.