The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, Volume 3David Phineas Adams, William Emerson, Samuel Cooper Thacher Munroe & Francis, 1806 vol. 3-4 include appendix: "The Political cabinet." |
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... o'er the deep ; And heavily , upon the long flow fwell , The veffel laboured on the labouring fea . The reef - points rattled on the shivering fail , At fits , the fudden guft howled ominous , Anon , with unremitting fury raged ; High ...
... o'er the deep ; And heavily , upon the long flow fwell , The veffel laboured on the labouring fea . The reef - points rattled on the shivering fail , At fits , the fudden guft howled ominous , Anon , with unremitting fury raged ; High ...
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... o'er ten ; Courage ! another'll finish the first triplet ; Thanks to the Muse , my work begins to shorten . See thirteen lines got through , dribblet by dribblet ; ' Tis done , count how you will , I warr'nt there's fourteen , And can ...
... o'er ten ; Courage ! another'll finish the first triplet ; Thanks to the Muse , my work begins to shorten . See thirteen lines got through , dribblet by dribblet ; ' Tis done , count how you will , I warr'nt there's fourteen , And can ...
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... o'er my heart ; The barbarous hostess held the lifted knife , The floor ran purple with my gushing life . My treasure now they sieze , the golden spoil They bury deep beneath the grass - grown soil , Far in the common field . Be bold ...
... o'er my heart ; The barbarous hostess held the lifted knife , The floor ran purple with my gushing life . My treasure now they sieze , the golden spoil They bury deep beneath the grass - grown soil , Far in the common field . Be bold ...
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... o'er the rocks , and seem to tread the sky , author says of Berne . “ The next Th ' eternal snows appear already past , morning we rose with the lark , And the first clouds and mountains seem the last ; before the easy cits had left ...
... o'er the rocks , and seem to tread the sky , author says of Berne . “ The next Th ' eternal snows appear already past , morning we rose with the lark , And the first clouds and mountains seem the last ; before the easy cits had left ...
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... o'er the water ; rising now , Now with a dying fall , in sink and swell More exquisitely sweet than ever art Of man evoked from instrument of touch , Or beat , or breath . It was the evening gale , Which , passing o'er the harp of ...
... o'er the water ; rising now , Now with a dying fall , in sink and swell More exquisitely sweet than ever art Of man evoked from instrument of touch , Or beat , or breath . It was the evening gale , Which , passing o'er the harp of ...
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Page 464 - After all this, it is surely superfluous to answer the question that has once been asked, Whether Pope was a poet, otherwise than by asking in return, If Pope be not a poet, where is poetry to be found?
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Page 545 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Page 546 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand?
Page 523 - Look then abroad through Nature, to the range Of planets, suns, and adamantine spheres, Wheeling unshaken through the void immense ; And speak, O man ! does this capacious scene With half that kindling majesty dilate Thy strong conception, as when Brutus rose Refulgent from the stroke of Caesar's fate, Amid the crowd of patriots ; and his arm Aloft extending, like eternal Jove When guilt brings down the thunder, call'd aloud On Tully's name, and shook his crimson steel, And bade the father of his...
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Page 464 - To circumscribe poetry by a definition will only show the narrowness of the definer, though a definition which shall exclude Pope will not easily be made. Let us look round upon the present time and back upon the past; let us...
Page 532 - The purple heath and golden broom, On moory mountains catch the gale, O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume, The violet in the vale; But this bold floweret climbs the hill, Hides in the forest, haunts the glen, Plays on the margin of the rill, Peeps round the fox's den. Within the garden's cultured round It shares the sweet carnation's bed; And blooms on consecrated ground In honour of the dead.