The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Rogers: With a Biographical Sketch and NotesCrosby, Nichols, Lee, 1860 - 460 pages |
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... thought proper to apologize for a severity which he had not used . Write some lines in the solitude of Somerset House , not fifty yards from the Thames on one side , and the Strand on the other ; but as quiet as the sands of Arabia . I ...
... thought proper to apologize for a severity which he had not used . Write some lines in the solitude of Somerset House , not fifty yards from the Thames on one side , and the Strand on the other ; but as quiet as the sands of Arabia . I ...
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... thought and description , make its main excellence , and these are the merits that no short extracts can adequately convey . - " Of all things , perhaps the hardest in the world for a poet to effect is to gossip poetically . We are ...
... thought and description , make its main excellence , and these are the merits that no short extracts can adequately convey . - " Of all things , perhaps the hardest in the world for a poet to effect is to gossip poetically . We are ...
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... thoughts or incidents have been expressed in verse or related by others . " Of an essay on assassination , written for insertion among the poems on Italy , Mackintosh wrote him that " Hume could not im- prove the thoughts , nor Addison ...
... thoughts or incidents have been expressed in verse or related by others . " Of an essay on assassination , written for insertion among the poems on Italy , Mackintosh wrote him that " Hume could not im- prove the thoughts , nor Addison ...
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... thought his most celebrated poem somewhat over - praised ; it ran thus : Of R- -s's Italy , Luttrell relates That it would have been dished were it not for the plates . ' In this opinion I do not , however , coincide 48 MEMOIR OF SAMUEL ...
... thought his most celebrated poem somewhat over - praised ; it ran thus : Of R- -s's Italy , Luttrell relates That it would have been dished were it not for the plates . ' In this opinion I do not , however , coincide 48 MEMOIR OF SAMUEL ...
Page 49
... thought of death cheerful to represent it thus , as Life looking in upon you with a glad greeting , amidst fresh airs and glorious light . The lines , we infer , were written by Mrs. Barbauld in her late old age , and I do not wonder ...
... thought of death cheerful to represent it thus , as Life looking in upon you with a glad greeting , amidst fresh airs and glorious light . The lines , we infer , were written by Mrs. Barbauld in her late old age , and I do not wonder ...
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Page 158 - Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Page 207 - ... that by labour and intent study, (which I take to be my portion in this life,) joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written, to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Page 66 - Whose glad suggestions still each vain alarm, When nature fades and life forgets to charm; Thee would the Muse invoke! — to thee belong The sage's precept and the poet's song.
Page 244 - SLEEP on, and dream of Heaven awhile — Tho' shut so close thy laughing eyes, Thy rosy lips still wear a smile And move, and breathe delicious sighs ! Ah, now soft blushes tinge her cheeks And mantle o'er her neck of snow ; Ah, now she murmurs, now she speaks What most I wish — and fear to know ! She starts, she trembles, and she weeps ! Her fair hands folded on her breast : — And now, how like a saint she sleeps ! A seraph in the realms of rest ! Sleep on secure ! Above...
Page 205 - I have seen all the works that are done under the sun ; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.
Page 49 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Page 157 - My conceit of his person was never increased toward him by his place, or honours, but I have and do reverence him, for the greatness that was only proper to himself, in that he seemed to me ever, by his work, one of the greatest men, and most worthy of admiration, that had been in many ages. In his adversity I ever prayed that God would give him strength ; for greatness he could not want. Neither could I condole in a word or syllable for him, as knowing no accident could do harm to virtue, but rather...
Page 205 - 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 207 - 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 325 - Orsini lived ; and long might'st thou have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something, Something he could not find — he knew not what.