A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Հատոր 4J. Hughs, 1765 |
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Էջ 10
... 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 led , Some kindred Spirit fhall inquire thy fate , Haply fome hoary - headed ...
... 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 led , Some kindred Spirit fhall inquire thy fate , Haply fome hoary - headed ...
Էջ 55
... lives ex- [ plain " . " Great lives explain . ] I cannot forbear taking occafion from these words to make my acknowledgments to the writers of Bio- graphia Britannica , for the pleasure and profit I have lately re- ceived from perufing ...
... lives ex- [ plain " . " Great lives explain . ] I cannot forbear taking occafion from these words to make my acknowledgments to the writers of Bio- graphia Britannica , for the pleasure and profit I have lately re- ceived from perufing ...
Էջ 56
... lives of the most eminent perfons , who have flourished in Great Britain and Ireland , from the earliest ages , down to the prefent time , appears to me , as far as it has hitherto gone , to be executed with great Spirit , accu- racy ...
... lives of the most eminent perfons , who have flourished in Great Britain and Ireland , from the earliest ages , down to the prefent time , appears to me , as far as it has hitherto gone , to be executed with great Spirit , accu- racy ...
Էջ 60
... live in city fmoaks obfcure , Where morn ne'er wakes her breezes pure , Where darkest midnight reigns at noon , And fogs eternal blot the fun . But come , the minutes flit away , And eager Fancy longs to ftray : Come , friendly Genius ...
... live in city fmoaks obfcure , Where morn ne'er wakes her breezes pure , Where darkest midnight reigns at noon , And fogs eternal blot the fun . But come , the minutes flit away , And eager Fancy longs to ftray : Come , friendly Genius ...
Էջ 64
... wives , Prodigal of fairest lives , And laureat Edward nurs'd in arts , Minerva school'd his kingly parts : But ah ! the melancholy Jane , A foul too tender for a queen ! She She finks beneath imperial fway , The dear - bought ( 64 )
... wives , Prodigal of fairest lives , And laureat Edward nurs'd in arts , Minerva school'd his kingly parts : But ah ! the melancholy Jane , A foul too tender for a queen ! She She finks beneath imperial fway , The dear - bought ( 64 )
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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.