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The Works of the English Poets. with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, by ...
English Poets,Samuel Johnson
Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2015
Alma arms bear birth breaſt bring command death delight deſire Dick doubts earth fair fame fate fear fight fire firſt flame flow force future give grace grief half hand happy head heart heaven honour hope human juſt kind king labour land laſt laws leave light live look maid matter mind mourn muſt nature never night o'er once pain paſſion plain pleaſure praiſe pride prove purſue race rage reaſon receive reflection remain riſe round ſaid ſay ſee ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſon ſoul ſpeak ſtate ſtill ſuch tell thee theſe things thoſe thou thought truth turn vain various verſe whence whilſt whoſe wiſe wood youth
Side 238 - I made me great works; I builded me houses; I planted me vineyards: I made me gardens and orchards, and I planted trees in them of all kind of fruits: I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees...
Side 274 - Now when Solomon had made an end of praying, the fire came down from heaven, and consumed the burnt offering and the sacrifices ; and the glory of the Lord filled the house.
Side 173 - To master John the English maid A hornbook gives of gingerbread; And, that the child may learn the better, As he can name, he eats the letter.
Side 210 - And he spake of trees, from the cedar-tree that is in Lebanon, even unto the hyssop that springeth out of the wall : he spake also of beasts, and of fowl, and of creeping things, and of fishes.
Side 210 - He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
Side 29 - I pray you, tell anone ; For, in my mynde, of all mankynde I love but you alone.
Side 136 - So whilst our mind its knowledge would improve, (Its feeble eye intent on things above) High as we may, we lift our reason up, By Faith directed, and confirm'd by Hope: Yet are we able only to survey Dawnings of beams, and promises of day.
Side 60 - Vows made to last, or promises to bind. By nature prompted, and for empire made, Alike by strength or cunning we invade : When arm'd with rage we march...
Side 50 - What is our bliss that changeth with the moon ; And day of life, that darkens ere 'tis noon ? What is true passion, if unblest it dies ? And where is Emma's joy if Henry flies ? If love, alas ! be pain, the pain I bear No thought can figure, and no tongue declare. Ne'er faithful woman felt, nor...