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Стр. 238 - Want is a bitter and a hateful good, Because its virtues are not understood : Yet many things, impossible to thought, Have been by need to full perfection brought : The daring of the soul proceeds from thence, Sharpness of wit, and active diligence ; Prudence at once, and fortitude, it gives, And, if in patience taken, mends our lives...
Стр. 177 - If any where by chance I might espy The rural poet of the melody ; For still methought she sung not far away : At last I found her on a laurel spray. Close by my side she sat, and fair in sight, Full in a line, against her opposite ; Where stood with eglantine the laurel twined ; 130 And both their native sweets were well conjoin'd.
Стр. 32 - For thee, sweet month, the groves green liveries wear, If not the first, the fairest of the year : For thee the Graces lead the dancing hours, And Nature's ready pencil paints the flowers : When, thy short reign is past, the feverish sun The sultry tropic fears, and moves more slowly on. So may thy tender blossoms fear no blight, Nor goats with venom'd teeth thy tendrils bite, As thou shalt guide my wandering feet to find The fragrant greens I seek, my brows to bind.
Стр. 176 - With grass, and some was sow'd with rising grain. That (now the dew with spangles deck'd the ground) A sweeter spot of earth was never found. I look'd and look'd, and still with new delight ; Such joy my soul, such pleasures fill'd my sight ; And the fresh eglantine exhaled a breath, Whose odours were of power to raise from death.
Стр. 212 - Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand. This was the morn when, issuing on the guard, Drawn up in rank and file they stood prepared Of seeming arms to make a short essay, Then hasten to be drunk, the business of the day.
Стр. 243 - He bore his great commission in his look, [spoke. But sweetly temper'd awe, and soften'd all he He preach'd the joys of heaven, and pains of hell, And warn'd the sinner with becoming zeal; But on eternal mercy loved to dwell. He taught the gospel rather than the law, And forced himself to drive, but loved to draw: For fear but freezes minds ; but love, like heat, Exhales the soul sublime to seek her native seat.
Стр. 169 - Friday, the fatal day, when next it came, Her soul forethought the fiend would change his game, And her pursue, or Theodore be slain, And two ghosts join their packs to hunt her o'er the plain.
Стр. 245 - His preaching much, but more his practice wrought; (A living sermon of the truths he taught;) For this by rules severe his life he squared, That all might see the doctrine which they heard.