The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray LL.B., Late Professor of Modern Languages in the University of Cambridge: With Some Account of His Life and Writings; the Whole Carefully Revised; and Illustrated by Notes, Original and Selected; to which are Annexed, Poems Written By, Addressed To, Or in Memory of Mr. Gray; Several of which Were Never Before Collected |
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Fair laughs the Morn ( y ) , and soft the Zephyr “ blows [ 7 ] , 6 While proudly riding
o ' er the azure realm “ In gallant trim the gilded Vessel goes ; “ Youth on the prow
, and Pleasure at the helm ; " Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind ' s sway ...
Fair laughs the Morn ( y ) , and soft the Zephyr “ blows [ 7 ] , 6 While proudly riding
o ' er the azure realm “ In gallant trim the gilded Vessel goes ; “ Youth on the prow
, and Pleasure at the helm ; " Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind ' s sway ...
Page 80
HERE , foremost in the dangerous paths of fame , Young Williams fought for
England ' s fair renown ; His mind each Muse , each Grace adorn ' d his frame ,
Nor Envy dar ' d to view him with a frown . At Aix , his voluntary sword he drew [ 1
] ...
HERE , foremost in the dangerous paths of fame , Young Williams fought for
England ' s fair renown ; His mind each Muse , each Grace adorn ' d his frame ,
Nor Envy dar ' d to view him with a frown . At Aix , his voluntary sword he drew [ 1
] ...
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[ 1 ] Mr . Edwards ( Author of the Canons of Criticism ) who , though an old
bachelor , like Mr . Gray , was more attentive to the fair sex than our Pindaric Poet
, endeavoured to supply what he thought a defect in this admired Poem , by
introducing ...
[ 1 ] Mr . Edwards ( Author of the Canons of Criticism ) who , though an old
bachelor , like Mr . Gray , was more attentive to the fair sex than our Pindaric Poet
, endeavoured to supply what he thought a defect in this admired Poem , by
introducing ...
Page 178
BY J . T ON Cam ' s fair banks , where Learning ' s hallow ' d fane Majestic rises
on the astonished sight , Where oft the Muse has led the favourite swain , And
warm ' d his soul with Heaven ' s inspiring light , Beneath the covert of the sylvan
...
BY J . T ON Cam ' s fair banks , where Learning ' s hallow ' d fane Majestic rises
on the astonished sight , Where oft the Muse has led the favourite swain , And
warm ' d his soul with Heaven ' s inspiring light , Beneath the covert of the sylvan
...
Page 179
In her fair hand a silver harp she bore , Whose magic notes , soft - warbling from
the string , Give tranquil joy the breast ne ' er knew before , Or raise the soul on
rapture ' s airy wing . By grief impell ' d , I heard her heave a sigh , While thus the
...
In her fair hand a silver harp she bore , Whose magic notes , soft - warbling from
the string , Give tranquil joy the breast ne ' er knew before , Or raise the soul on
rapture ' s airy wing . By grief impell ' d , I heard her heave a sigh , While thus the
...
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Page 84 - 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.
Page 83 - 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...
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| Title | The Poetical Works of Thomas Gray LL.B., Late Professor of Modern Languages in the University of Cambridge: With Some Account of His Life and Writings; the Whole Carefully Revised; and Illustrated by Notes, Original and Selected; to which are Annexed, Poems Written By, Addressed To, Or in Memory ... |
| Author | Thomas Gray |
| Illustrated by | Edward Francis Burney |
| Publisher | J. Scatcherd, 1799 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 2 Dec 2006 |
| Length | 186 pages |
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