A Collection of Poems in Four Volumes, Հատոր 3G. Pearch, Robert Dodsley assignment from the executors of G. Pearch, 1783 - 322 էջ |
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... wore , " Her's every charm , and every loveliest grace ; " When Nature's happiest touch could add no more , " Heaven lent an angel's beauty to her face . B 2 . " O ! whether " O ! whether by the mofs - grown bufhy ( 3 )
... wore , " Her's every charm , and every loveliest grace ; " When Nature's happiest touch could add no more , " Heaven lent an angel's beauty to her face . B 2 . " O ! whether " O ! whether by the mofs - grown bufhy ( 3 )
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... grace : is courtly mein and purple vest " Bespoke his princely race . " But when he heard my brother's horn , " Faft to his fhips he fled : " Yet , while I fleep , his graceful form " Still hovers round my bed . " Sometimes all clad in ...
... grace : is courtly mein and purple vest " Bespoke his princely race . " But when he heard my brother's horn , " Faft to his fhips he fled : " Yet , while I fleep , his graceful form " Still hovers round my bed . " Sometimes all clad in ...
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... grace he moves : " I come - I come , where bow nor spear " Shall more disturb our loves . " . She fpake - fhe died . The Saxon dart Was drawn from Elmer's fide ; And thrice he call'd his fifter Mey , And thrice he groan'd , and died ...
... grace he moves : " I come - I come , where bow nor spear " Shall more disturb our loves . " . She fpake - fhe died . The Saxon dart Was drawn from Elmer's fide ; And thrice he call'd his fifter Mey , And thrice he groan'd , and died ...
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... grace ; His broad bald front gave dignity , " Attention mark'd his lively eye , And peace fmil'd on his face . He beckon'd with his wrinkled hand , My ear was all at his command ; And thus the Sage began : " Godlike it is to know , I ...
... grace ; His broad bald front gave dignity , " Attention mark'd his lively eye , And peace fmil'd on his face . He beckon'd with his wrinkled hand , My ear was all at his command ; And thus the Sage began : " Godlike it is to know , I ...
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... , light of truth ; Hail ! charm of age , and guide of youth ; Sweet refuge of distress : In business , thou ! exact , polite ; Thou giv't Retirement its delight , Profperity its grace . Of wealth , power , freedom , thou ! the ( 68 ( )
... , light of truth ; Hail ! charm of age , and guide of youth ; Sweet refuge of distress : In business , thou ! exact , polite ; Thou giv't Retirement its delight , Profperity its grace . Of wealth , power , freedom , thou ! the ( 68 ( )
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Էջ 134 - Where his glowing eye-balls turn, Thousand banners round him burn : Where he points his purple spear, Hasty, hasty Rout is there, Marking with indignant eye Fear to stop, and Shame to fly. There Confusion, Terror's child, Conflict fierce, and Ruin wild, Agony, that pants for breath, Despair and honourable Death.
Էջ 254 - With you ! and quit my Susan's side ? With you ! " the hapless husband cried. " Young as I am, 'tis monstrous hard ! Besides, in truth, I'm not prepared; My thoughts on other matters go ; This is my wedding-day, you know.
Էջ 247 - To purchase heaven has gold the power ? Can gold remove the mortal hour ? In life can love be bought with gold ? Are friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No— all that's worth a wish — a thought, Fair virtue gives unbrib'd, unbought.
Էջ 114 - The murder'd saint, and the majestic lord, That broke the bonds of Rome. (Their tears, their little triumphs o'er, Their human passions now no more, Save Charity, that glows beyond the tomb...
Էջ 121 - He went, as if the devil drove him. Yet on his way (no sign of grace, For folks in fear are apt to pray) To Phoebus he preferr'd his case, And begg'd his aid that dreadful day.
Էջ 270 - Bastard, he laments in a very affecting manner : ——No mother's care Shielded my infant innocence with prayer ; No father's guardian hand my youth maintain'd, Call'd forth my virtues, or from vice restrain'd.
Էջ 121 - Short was his joy. He little knew The power of Magic was no fable ; Out of the window, whisk, they flew, But left a spell upon the table.
Էջ 125 - Shafts for shuttles, dipt in gore, Shoot the trembling cords along. Sword, that once a monarch bore, Keep the tissue close and strong.
Էջ 131 - Virgins these, in speechless woe, That bend to earth their solemn brow, That their flaxen tresses tear, And snowy veils, that float in air. Tell me whence their sorrows rose: Then I leave thee to repose. PR. Ha! no Traveller art thou, King of Men, I know thee now, Mightiest of a mighty line O.
Էջ 116 - Cecil7 wore, fhe brings, And to thy juft, thy gentle hand, Submits the fafces of her fway, While fpirits bleft above and men below Join with glad voice the loud fymphonious lay.