The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 34Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1822 - English poetry |
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... honour to his moral and religious senti- ments . Perhaps an unreserved acknowledgment of in- solvency might not yet have been too late to short- en his sufferings , had not the same friends again interfered , and again persuaded his ...
... honour to his moral and religious senti- ments . Perhaps an unreserved acknowledgment of in- solvency might not yet have been too late to short- en his sufferings , had not the same friends again interfered , and again persuaded his ...
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... honour of Lord Lyttelton's name at the head of a dedication , such a favour would enable him to put it in a much better dress than what it then appeared in . " He concluded with requesting the favour of an answer to be left at Seagoe's ...
... honour of Lord Lyttelton's name at the head of a dedication , such a favour would enable him to put it in a much better dress than what it then appeared in . " He concluded with requesting the favour of an answer to be left at Seagoe's ...
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... honour and most scrupulous integrity . While in this perplexity , he was cheered by a letter from Lord Lyttelton , in which his lordship assured him , that he thought his genius in poetry deserved to be cultivated , but would not advise ...
... honour and most scrupulous integrity . While in this perplexity , he was cheered by a letter from Lord Lyttelton , in which his lordship assured him , that he thought his genius in poetry deserved to be cultivated , but would not advise ...
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... honour to his original and to himself . But as it was neces- sary that the attention of the English public should be drawn to a poem at this time very little known , he first published proposals for his translation , to be printed by ...
... honour to his original and to himself . But as it was neces- sary that the attention of the English public should be drawn to a poem at this time very little known , he first published proposals for his translation , to be printed by ...
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... honour , and with a satisfaction to his own mind the most pure and delightful . In 1782 , he married Mary , the daughter of Mr. Robert Tompkins , with whom he resided in Ox- fordshire , while employed in translating The Lusiad . The ...
... honour , and with a satisfaction to his own mind the most pure and delightful . In 1782 , he married Mary , the daughter of Mr. Robert Tompkins , with whom he resided in Ox- fordshire , while employed in translating The Lusiad . The ...
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Page 234 - Cherwell," under the name of John Chichester, brother to the earl of Donegal f. His next publication was the " Oxford Sausage, or select pieces written by the most celebrated wits of the university of Oxford.
Page 174 - But as he is convinced that the fashion of moralizing in verse has been carried too far, and as he looks upon Invention and imagination to be the chief faculties of a poet, so he will be happy if the following Odes may be looked upon as an attempt to bring back Poetry into its right channel.
Page 213 - Warm caves, and deep-sunk valleys liv'd and lov'd, By cares unwounded ; what the sun and showers, And genial earth untillag'd could produce, They gather'd grateful, or the acorn brown, Or blushing berry ; by the liquid lapse Of...
Page 287 - When morning's twilight-tinctured beam Strikes their low thatch with slanting gleam, They rove abroad in ether blue, To dip the scythe in fragrant dew ; The sheaf to bind, the beech to fell, That nodding shades a craggy delL Midst gloomy glades, in warbles clear, Wild nature's sweetest notes they hear : On green untrodden banks they view The hyacinth's neglected hue : In their lone haunts, anil woodland rounds, They spy the squirrel's airy bounds...
Page 357 - And thought my way was all through fairy ground, Beneath thy azure sky, and golden sun : Where first my Muse to lisp her notes begun ! While pensive Memory traces back the round, Which fills the varied interval between ; Much pleasure, more of sorrow, marks the scene...
Page 354 - Piety displays Her mouldering roll, the piercing eye explores New manners, and the pomp of elder days, Whence culls the pensive bard his pictured stores.
Page 318 - Thy battering engines, huge and high, " In vain our steel-clad steeds defy ; " And, rolling in terrific state, <• " On giant-wheels harsh thunders grate.
Page 264 - I loved to roam, A lingering votary, the vaulted dome, Where the tall shafts, that mount in massy pride, Their mingling branches shoot from side to side ; Where elfin sculptors, with fantastic clew, O'er the long roof their wild embroidery drew ; Where Superstition, with capricious hand, In many a maze the wreathed window plannM, With hues romantic tinged the gorgeous pane, To fill with holy light the wondrous fane...
Page 216 - On tier soft lap he sat, and caught the sounds. Oft near some crowded city would I walk, Listening the far-off noises, rattling cars. Loud shouts of joy, sad shrieks of sorrow, knells Full slowly tolling, instruments of trade, Striking mine ears with one deep-swelling hum. Or wandering near the sea, attend the sounds Of hollow winds, and ever-beating waves, Ev'n when wild tempests swallow up the plains, And Boreas...
Page 265 - No more the matchless skill I call unkind, That strives to disenchant my cheated mind. For when again I view thy chaste design, The just proportion, and the genuine line; Those native portraitures of Attic art, That from the lucid surface seem to start; Those tints, that steal no glories from the day, Nor ask the sun to lend his streaming ray...