The muse in a moral humour: being a collection of tales, fables, pastorals, &c. by several handsFrancis Noble; John Noble, 1757 |
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... Care , And add a greater Horror to Defpair . All Night in Tears the penfive Merchant lay , And often wifh'd , and fear'd the coming Day ; Till , on the Hills , the rifing Sun display'd His golden Beams , and chas'd away the Shade ...
... Care , And add a greater Horror to Defpair . All Night in Tears the penfive Merchant lay , And often wifh'd , and fear'd the coming Day ; Till , on the Hills , the rifing Sun display'd His golden Beams , and chas'd away the Shade ...
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... Care of Me . In more wild Defarts let me rove again ; Nor find a Friend , like Thee , to ease my Pain ! There let the Vultures , Wolves , and Tigers tear This Body , thou hast kindly nourish'd here ! So faying , to the Beach he straight ...
... Care of Me . In more wild Defarts let me rove again ; Nor find a Friend , like Thee , to ease my Pain ! There let the Vultures , Wolves , and Tigers tear This Body , thou hast kindly nourish'd here ! So faying , to the Beach he straight ...
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... the mystic Ways of Fate ex- " plain ? " Am I awake , or do I dream again ? " Is this the fad Reward of all my Care ? " Was it for this I chear'd thee in Defpair ? C " The " The Gods above ( if any Gods there be AVARO and AMANDA . 25.
... the mystic Ways of Fate ex- " plain ? " Am I awake , or do I dream again ? " Is this the fad Reward of all my Care ? " Was it for this I chear'd thee in Defpair ? C " The " The Gods above ( if any Gods there be AVARO and AMANDA . 25.
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... Care , " And guilty Thoughts indulge my just Des pair- " O ! where fhall I that piercing Eye evade , " That scans the Depths of Hell's tremen- " dous Shade ? So faying , ftraight he gave a hideous Glare , With rolling Eyes , that ...
... Care , " And guilty Thoughts indulge my just Des pair- " O ! where fhall I that piercing Eye evade , " That scans the Depths of Hell's tremen- " dous Shade ? So faying , ftraight he gave a hideous Glare , With rolling Eyes , that ...
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... Care ? Before your Glaís each Morning do you stand ,; And tie your Neck - cloth with a Critic's Hand ?. From hence a real Paffion you may prove , For Dreffing ever was a Mark of Love . Do Books and worldly Cares no longer please ? Can ...
... Care ? Before your Glaís each Morning do you stand ,; And tie your Neck - cloth with a Critic's Hand ?. From hence a real Paffion you may prove , For Dreffing ever was a Mark of Love . Do Books and worldly Cares no longer please ? Can ...
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Էջ 125 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Էջ 128 - The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. . I call aloud; it hears not what I say: I stretch my empty arms; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise! Alas, no more! methinks we wand'ring go Thro...
Էջ 42 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Էջ 48 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Էջ 120 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join. Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this power away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Էջ 129 - When from the censer clouds of fragrance roll, And swelling organs lift the rising soul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight: In seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, While altars blaze, and angels tremble round.
Էջ 46 - Slow creaking turns the door with jealous care, And half he welcomes in the shivering pair...
Էջ 44 - The pair arrive : the liveried servants wait; Their lord receives them at the pompous gate. The table groans with costly piles of food, And all is more than hospitably good. Then led to rest, the day's long toil they drown, Deep sunk in sleep, and silk, and heaps of down. At length 'tis morn, and at the dawn of day, Along the...
Էջ 49 - His robe turn'd white, and flow'd upon his feet ; Fair rounds of radiant points...
Էջ 52 - Conscious of wanting worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. * Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child half-wean'd his heart from God ; (Child of his age) for him he liv'd in pain, And measur'd back his steps to earth again. To what excesses had his dotage run ! But God, to...