The British Poets: Including Translations ...

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C. Whittingham, 1822 - English poetry
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Page 218 - If in the stage I seek to soothe my care, I meet his soul which breathes in Cato there ; If pensive to the rural shades I rove, His shape o'ertakes me in the lonely grove. 'Twas there of just and good he...
Page 126 - I assured him that I did not at all take it ill of Mr. Tickell that he was going to publish his translation; that he certainly had as much right to translate any author as myself; and that publishing both was entering on a fair stage. I then added, that I would not desire him to look over my first book of the Iliad, because he had looked over Mr.
Page 216 - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd ; or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints who taught, and led the way to Heaven...
Page 217 - To me thy aid, thou guardian Genius ! lend. When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart ; Lead through the paths thy...
Page 124 - Stand emulous of Greek and Roman fame ? In living medals see her wars enroll'd, And vanquish'd realms supply recording gold?
Page 126 - This surprise of Dr. Young, together with what Steele has said against Tickell in relation to this affair, make it highly probable that there was some underhand dealing in that business; and indeed Tickell himself, who is a very fair worthy man, has since, in a manner, as good as owned it to me.
Page 216 - Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings ! What awe did the slow solemn knell inspire, The pealing organ, and the pausing choir ; The duties by the...
Page 204 - I hear a voice you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay ; I see a hand you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
Page 217 - Chiefs, graced with scars, and prodigal of blood, Stern patriots who for sacred freedom stood; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given, And saints who taught, and led the way to Heaven. Ne'er to these chambers where the mighty rest, Since their foundation, came a nobler guest; Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss convey'd A fairer spirit or more welcome shade. In what new region, to the just assign'd, What new employments please th' unbody'd mind? A winged Virtue through th...
Page 165 - Hung o'er the body of her breathless love, Try'd every art, (vain arts !) to change his doom, And vow'd (vain vows !) to join him in the tomb. What could she do ? the Fates alike deny The dead to live, or fairy forms to die.

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