A Collection of the Most Esteemed Pieces of Poetry, that Have Appeared for Several YearsRichardson and Urquhart, 1770 - 316 էջ |
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... thou canst win or lose . And why must murder'd myriads lose their all , ( If life be all ) why desolation lour , With famish'd frown , on this affrighted ball , That thou may'st flame the meteor of an hour ? Go , wiser ye , that flutter ...
... thou canst win or lose . And why must murder'd myriads lose their all , ( If life be all ) why desolation lour , With famish'd frown , on this affrighted ball , That thou may'st flame the meteor of an hour ? Go , wiser ye , that flutter ...
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... thou rejoic'd to lead Thy liquid treasures o'er yon fav'rite mead ; Oft haft thou stopt thy pearly car to gaze , While ev'ry Science nurs'd its growing bays ; While ev'ry Youth with fame's strong impulse fir'd , Preft to the goal , and ...
... thou rejoic'd to lead Thy liquid treasures o'er yon fav'rite mead ; Oft haft thou stopt thy pearly car to gaze , While ev'ry Science nurs'd its growing bays ; While ev'ry Youth with fame's strong impulse fir'd , Preft to the goal , and ...
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... thou , whose thoughts as limpid springs are clear , To lead the train , sweet modesty appear : Here make thy court amidst our rural scene , And shepherd girls shall own thee for their queen . With thee be Chastity , of all afraid ...
... thou , whose thoughts as limpid springs are clear , To lead the train , sweet modesty appear : Here make thy court amidst our rural scene , And shepherd girls shall own thee for their queen . With thee be Chastity , of all afraid ...
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... thou go'st , may every blast arise " Weak and unfelt as these rejected fighs ! " Safe o'er the wild , no perils may'st thou see , " No griefs endure , nor weep , false youth , like me . " O ! let me safely to the fair return , Say with ...
... thou go'st , may every blast arise " Weak and unfelt as these rejected fighs ! " Safe o'er the wild , no perils may'st thou see , " No griefs endure , nor weep , false youth , like me . " O ! let me safely to the fair return , Say with ...
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... thou art , yet hapless must thou know The toils of flight , or fome severer woe ! Still as I haste , the Tartar shouts behind , And shrieks and forrows load the faddening wind : In rage of heart , with ruin in his hand , He blafts our ...
... thou art , yet hapless must thou know The toils of flight , or fome severer woe ! Still as I haste , the Tartar shouts behind , And shrieks and forrows load the faddening wind : In rage of heart , with ruin in his hand , He blafts our ...
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Էջ 16 - What if the lion in his rage I meet ! Oft in the dust I view his printed feet : And fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger...
Էջ 26 - O thou, whose spirit most possest The sacred seat of Shakspeare's breast! By all that from thy prophet broke. In thy divine emotions spoke ; Hither again thy fury deal, Teach me but once like him to feel : His cypress wreath my meed decree, And I, O Fear, will dwell with thee ! ODE TO SIMPLICITY.
Էջ 28 - And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum, with furious heat ; And though sometimes, each dreary pause between, Dejected Pity, at his side, Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unaltered mien, While each strained ball of sight seemed bursting from his head.
Էջ 50 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Էջ 24 - Brood of fate, Who lap the blood of Sorrow, wait ; Who, Fear, this ghastly train can see, And look not madly wild, like thee? EPODE. In earliest Greece, to thee, with partial choice, The grief-full Muse addrest her infant tongue; The maids and matrons, on her awful voice Silent and pale in wild amazement hung.
Էջ 20 - Blest was the life that royal Abbas led : Sweet was his love, and innocent his bed. What if in wealth the noble maid excel ; The simple shepherd-girl can love as well.
Էջ 49 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Էջ 55 - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, ^ ^ Restored to love and thee. « Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign ; And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine? « No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Էջ 16 - Death with shrieks directs their way, Fills the wild yell, and leads them to their prey. " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz...
Էջ 29 - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing ; While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.