Poétique anglaise, 3 tomas |
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14 psl.
... Think themselves injur'd that they cannot reign : And own no liberty , but where they may , Without controul , upon their fellows prey . Above the waves as Neptune shew'd his face To chide the winds , and save the Trojan race : So , has ...
... Think themselves injur'd that they cannot reign : And own no liberty , but where they may , Without controul , upon their fellows prey . Above the waves as Neptune shew'd his face To chide the winds , and save the Trojan race : So , has ...
42 psl.
... thinks t'inherit His wit , his beauty , and his spirit ; As if just so much he enjoy'd As in another is destroy'd . For when a giant's slain in fight , And mow'd o'erthwart , or cleft downright , It is a heavy case , no doubt , A man ...
... thinks t'inherit His wit , his beauty , and his spirit ; As if just so much he enjoy'd As in another is destroy'd . For when a giant's slain in fight , And mow'd o'erthwart , or cleft downright , It is a heavy case , no doubt , A man ...
50 psl.
... think , ' cause they have nought to do : But thoughts are giv'n for action's governement ; Where action ceases , thought's impertinent . Our sphere of action is life's happiness ; And he who thinks beyond , thinks like an ass . Thus ...
... think , ' cause they have nought to do : But thoughts are giv'n for action's governement ; Where action ceases , thought's impertinent . Our sphere of action is life's happiness ; And he who thinks beyond , thinks like an ass . Thus ...
52 psl.
... think reason righted ; but for man , ' I'll ne'er recant , defend him if you can ; For all his pride , and his philosophy , " Tis evident , beasts are , in their degree , As wise at least , and better far than he . Those creatures are ...
... think reason righted ; but for man , ' I'll ne'er recant , defend him if you can ; For all his pride , and his philosophy , " Tis evident , beasts are , in their degree , As wise at least , and better far than he . Those creatures are ...
56 psl.
... think it fair Amongst known cheats to play upon the You'll be undone - square , Nor can weak truth your reputation save , The knaves will all agree to call you knave : Wrong'd shall he live , insulted o'er , opprest , Who dares be less ...
... think it fair Amongst known cheats to play upon the You'll be undone - square , Nor can weak truth your reputation save , The knaves will all agree to call you knave : Wrong'd shall he live , insulted o'er , opprest , Who dares be less ...
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
amant Amid amour arms attraits bear beauté BÉLINDE beneath breast breath brillant but the brave call CARDELIA chants charms Chloe ciel cieux cœur CUDDY dear death desire Dieu douce doux e'er earth envy Eurydice ev'n ev'ry eyes fate fear femme find first friend gave give glow goddess good grace great half hand happy head hear heart heav'n hélas high hope kind know l'amour LADY last life light look lost love lovely madame made make mind Mondor music Musidore my breast my fancy nature's never night nymph o'er once plaisirs pleasure pleurs pow'r pride reason right round Roxane ruby lips scorn shade sigh SMILINDA soft soon soul sound strange Sullen swain sweet take tears tendre their think thou thought thrice thro tremble vanity virtue wish world wretch youth
Populiarios ištraukos
188 psl. - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay: If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way.
78 psl. - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
332 psl. - Ah little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
80 psl. - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast from her sacred store Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
354 psl. - An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A worm ! a god ! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost ! at home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own: how reason reels!
374 psl. - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
333 psl. - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame. How many bleed, By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms ; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs.
34 psl. - Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
208 psl. - What though no friends in sable weeds appear, Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year, And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show...
368 psl. - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...