Selections from the British Poets, Volume 1Fitz-Greene Halleck Harper & brothers, 1840 - Literary Criticism |
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... be ; For all that pleasing is to living ear , Was there consorted in one harmony ; Birds , voices , instruments , winds , waters , all agree . The joyous birds , shrouded in cheerful shade , Their EDMUND SPENSER . 23.
... be ; For all that pleasing is to living ear , Was there consorted in one harmony ; Birds , voices , instruments , winds , waters , all agree . The joyous birds , shrouded in cheerful shade , Their EDMUND SPENSER . 23.
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... voice attemper'd sweet ; Th ' angelical soft trembling voices made To th ' instruments divine respondence meet ; The silver - sounding instruments did meet With the base murmur of the water's fall ; The water's fall with difference ...
... voice attemper'd sweet ; Th ' angelical soft trembling voices made To th ' instruments divine respondence meet ; The silver - sounding instruments did meet With the base murmur of the water's fall ; The water's fall with difference ...
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... voice and yielding of that body , Whereof he is the head . Then , if he says he loves you , It fits your wisdom so far to believe it , As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed : which is no further Than the main voice ...
... voice and yielding of that body , Whereof he is the head . Then , if he says he loves you , It fits your wisdom so far to believe it , As he in his particular act and place May give his saying deed : which is no further Than the main voice ...
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... voice : Take each man's censure , but reserve thy judgment . Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy , But not express'd in fancy ; rich , not gaudy : For the apparel oft proclaims the man : And they in France , of the best rank and ...
... voice : Take each man's censure , but reserve thy judgment . Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy , But not express'd in fancy ; rich , not gaudy : For the apparel oft proclaims the man : And they in France , of the best rank and ...
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... birds rejoice , And for their quiet nests and plenteous food Pay with their grateful voice . Hail the poor Muse's richest manor - seat ! Ye country - houses and retreat , Which all the happy gods so love , That for ABRAHAM COWLEY . 81.
... birds rejoice , And for their quiet nests and plenteous food Pay with their grateful voice . Hail the poor Muse's richest manor - seat ! Ye country - houses and retreat , Which all the happy gods so love , That for ABRAHAM COWLEY . 81.
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arms beauty behold beneath bless'd bliss bower breast breath bright call'd charms clouds COMUS COUNTESS OF WINCHELSEA DAVID MALLETT death delight dost doth dread earth eternal Ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear flame flowers GILES FLETCHER grace grave Grongar Hill grove hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly hill immortal JAMES SHIRLEY king lady light live Lycidas lyre MARK AKENSIDE mighty mind morn mortal Muse Nature's ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain pleasure praise pride proud rage rise round sacred SAMUEL DANIEL seem'd shade shepherd shines sight sing sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stream swain sweet tears thee thine THOMAS CHATTERTON THOMAS PARNELL THOMAS TICKELL thou thought TOBIAS SMOLLETT trees Twas verse virtue voice wanton waves wild WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wings wonder youth
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Page 43 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 216 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye : My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 352 - Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Page 96 - There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet Societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Page 174 - A man so various, that he seem'd to be Not one, but all Mankind's Epitome. Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong; Was everything by starts, and nothing long: But in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking; Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Page 63 - We have short time to stay as you, We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you, or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Page 143 - Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate. Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Page 236 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Page 91 - Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Page 89 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek...