Studies in Poetry: Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best Poets in the English Language, a Copious Selection of Elegant Extracts, a Short Analysis of Hebrew Poetry, and Translations from the Sacred Poets: Designed to Illustrate the Principles of Rhetoric, and Teach Their Application to Poetry |
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THOMAS MOORE From Paradise and the Peri Love and Hope Farewell Fallen is thy Throne , O Israel The Glory of God in the Beauties of Creation O Thou who Dry'si the Mourner's Tear The Bird Let Loose in Eastern Skies Adoration of the Deity ...
THOMAS MOORE From Paradise and the Peri Love and Hope Farewell Fallen is thy Throne , O Israel The Glory of God in the Beauties of Creation O Thou who Dry'si the Mourner's Tear The Bird Let Loose in Eastern Skies Adoration of the Deity ...
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... If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church ; If ever sat at any good man's feast ; If ever from your eye - lids wip'd a tear , And know what ' tis to pity , and be pitied ; → Shakspeare writes owes for owns .
... If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church ; If ever sat at any good man's feast ; If ever from your eye - lids wip'd a tear , And know what ' tis to pity , and be pitied ; → Shakspeare writes owes for owns .
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I must be brief ; lest resolution drop Out of mine eyes , in tender womanish tears. Can you not read it ? is it not fair writ ? Arth . Too fairly , Hubert , for so foul effect : Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes Hub .
I must be brief ; lest resolution drop Out of mine eyes , in tender womanish tears. Can you not read it ? is it not fair writ ? Arth . Too fairly , Hubert , for so foul effect : Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes Hub .
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No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook offHis face still combating with tears and smiles , The badges of his grief and patienceThat had not God ...
No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook offHis face still combating with tears and smiles , The badges of his grief and patienceThat had not God ...
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May he continue Long in his highness ' favour , and do justice For truth's sake , and his conscience ; that his bones , When he has run his course , and sleeps in blessings , May have a tomb of orphan's tears wept on ' em ! What more ?
May he continue Long in his highness ' favour , and do justice For truth's sake , and his conscience ; that his bones , When he has run his course , and sleeps in blessings , May have a tomb of orphan's tears wept on ' em ! What more ?
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Studies in Poetry Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best ... George Barrell Cheever Visos knygos peržiūra - 1830 |
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
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Bibliografinė informacija
| Pavadinimas | Studies in Poetry Embracing Notices of the Lives and Writings of the Best Poets in the English Language, a Copious Selection of Elegant Extracts, a Short Analysis of Hebrew Poetry, and Translations from the Sacred Poets: Designed to Illustrate the Principles of Rhetoric, and Teach Their ... |
| Autorius | George Barrell Cheever |
| Leidėjas | Carter and Hendee, 1830 |
| Originalas iš | Harvardo universitetas |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 2 lapkr. 2007 |
| Ilgis | 480 psl. |
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