A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Հատոր 4J. Hughs, 1765 |
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... eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of Time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury reprefs'd their noble rage , And froze the genial current of the foul . Full many a gem of pureft ray ferene , The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ...
... eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of Time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury reprefs'd their noble rage , And froze the genial current of the foul . Full many a gem of pureft ray ferene , The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ...
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... eye requires ; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries , Ev'n in our Ashes live their wonted Fires . For thee , who mindful of th ' unhonour'd Dead Doft in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance , by lonely Contemplation ...
... eye requires ; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries , Ev'n in our Ashes live their wonted Fires . For thee , who mindful of th ' unhonour'd Dead Doft in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance , by lonely Contemplation ...
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... , filent maid With leaden eye , that loves the ground , Still on thy folemn steps attend : Warm Charity , the genʼral friend , With Justice to herself severe , And Pity , dropping With ( 13 ) When first thy Sire to fend on earth ...
... , filent maid With leaden eye , that loves the ground , Still on thy folemn steps attend : Warm Charity , the genʼral friend , With Justice to herself severe , And Pity , dropping With ( 13 ) When first thy Sire to fend on earth ...
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... eye Through each learn'd fchool , each philofophic fhade , Where Truth and Virtue erft were deem'd to lie ; If haply the fair vagrants he mote spy , Or hear the mufic of their charming lore : But all unable there to fatisfy His curious ...
... eye Through each learn'd fchool , each philofophic fhade , Where Truth and Virtue erft were deem'd to lie ; If haply the fair vagrants he mote spy , Or hear the mufic of their charming lore : But all unable there to fatisfy His curious ...
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... eyes out - ftretch'd a fpacious plain , ' That fruitful shew'd , and apt for every grain ,; " For pastures , vines and flow'rs ; while Nature fair " . Sweet - fmiling all around with count'nance ⚫ fain Seem'd to demand the tiller's art ...
... eyes out - ftretch'd a fpacious plain , ' That fruitful shew'd , and apt for every grain ,; " For pastures , vines and flow'rs ; while Nature fair " . Sweet - fmiling all around with count'nance ⚫ fain Seem'd to demand the tiller's art ...
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Էջ 174 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
Էջ 11 - 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 can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Էջ 6 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. 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.
Էջ 175 - He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Էջ 380 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Էջ 7 - 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 th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Էջ 10 - Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Էջ 277 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Էջ 10 - 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; "There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Էջ 379 - But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.