Oeuvres completes de M. J. Chenier: precedees de notices historiques, par M. Arnault, 3 tomasDupont, 1829 |
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accens aïeux Alsa autels Barde beau belle bords braves brille célèbre cercueil champs chants charmes Charnois Chénier cher CHOEUR cieux citoyens CLONAL cœur Colma combats crime CRIMORA d'Ossian Dargo Daura déja deuil dévot Dieu DOCTEUR PANCRACE doux éditions précédentes enfans Ermenonville éternel fille fils Fingal flétrie fleurs flots François Ier gascon génie Geoffroi glaive gloire guerriers Harpe héros homme Hugon humains HYMNE immortelle j'ai jeune jour journal l'abbé lauriers Lémerer liberté loin lois long-tems lyre madame de Genlis MADEMOISELLE RAUCOURT mains mers Montesquieu monts mort Muiron Naigeon nuage nuit OEuvres anciennes Olivier ombre Ossian ouvrage PANCRACE patrie père peuple philosophie plaine pleurs poète prose raison rayons république rivage Roederer rois Rousseau Ryno sacrés saint Salgar sang Selma seul siffle sombre suivans tempête tems THUSNELDA Tibre tombe tombeau torrens tragédie Turpin tyrans Ullin vainqueur vallons vertus victoire vieillards Vittorio Alfiéri vois voix Voltaire yeux zéphyr
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204 psl. - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
206 psl. - The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne : — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
198 psl. - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
202 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.
200 psl. - Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death...
204 psl. - The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
206 psl. - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
206 psl. - Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.
200 psl. - ... full many a gem of purest ray serene the dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear : full many a flower is born to blush unseen, and waste its sweetness on the desert air.
198 psl. - Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear, with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.