The poetical works of William Collins, with the comm. of Langhorne. To which is prefixed some account of the life of Collins by dr. Johnson1804 |
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... gives little pleasure . ” Mr. Collins's first production is added here from the Poetical Calendar : TO MISS AURELIA C - R , ON HER WEEPING AT HER SISTER'S WEDDING . CEASE , fair Aurelia , cease to mourn ; Lament not Hannah's happy state ...
... gives little pleasure . ” Mr. Collins's first production is added here from the Poetical Calendar : TO MISS AURELIA C - R , ON HER WEEPING AT HER SISTER'S WEDDING . CEASE , fair Aurelia , cease to mourn ; Lament not Hannah's happy state ...
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... give The historian's truth , and bid the manners live . Wak'd at his call I view , with glad surprise , Majestic forms of mighty monarchs rise . There Henry's trumpets spread their loud alarms ; And laurell'd Conquest waits her hero's ...
... give The historian's truth , and bid the manners live . Wak'd at his call I view , with glad surprise , Majestic forms of mighty monarchs rise . There Henry's trumpets spread their loud alarms ; And laurell'd Conquest waits her hero's ...
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... give the fatal blow ! 4 The fifth stanza , and the half of the sixth , in Dr. Carlyle's copy , printed in the first volume of the " Transactions " of the Royal Society of Edinburgh , being deficient , have been supplied by Mr. Mackenzie ...
... give the fatal blow ! 4 The fifth stanza , and the half of the sixth , in Dr. Carlyle's copy , printed in the first volume of the " Transactions " of the Royal Society of Edinburgh , being deficient , have been supplied by Mr. Mackenzie ...
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... give . Hard is their shallow soil , and bleak and bare ; Nor ever vernal bee was heard to murmur there ! Nor need'st thou blush that such false themes engage Thy gentle mind , of fairer stores possest ; For not alone they touch the ...
... give . Hard is their shallow soil , and bleak and bare ; Nor ever vernal bee was heard to murmur there ! Nor need'st thou blush that such false themes engage Thy gentle mind , of fairer stores possest ; For not alone they touch the ...
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... give place ! Bid thy brisk viol warble measures gay ! For see ! recall'd by thy resistless lay , Once more the Brownie shews his honest face . Hail , from thy wanderings long , my much - lov'd sprite Thou friend , thou lover of the ...
... give place ! Bid thy brisk viol warble measures gay ! For see ! recall'd by thy resistless lay , Once more the Brownie shews his honest face . Hail , from thy wanderings long , my much - lov'd sprite Thou friend , thou lover of the ...
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Էջ 72 - 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 71 - tis said, when all were fired, Fill'd with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatch'd her instruments of sound,' And, as they oft had heard apart Sweet lessons of her forceful art, Each (for madness ruled the hour) Would prove his own expressive power, FIRST Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.
Էջ 46 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Էջ 70 - When Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Thronged around her magic cell...
Էջ 85 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew ; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew. The redbreast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Էջ 138 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge, And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still, The pensive pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Էջ 45 - While on its rich ambitious head, An Eden, like his own, lies spread. I view that oak, the fancied glades among, By which as Milton lay, his evening ear, From many a cloud that dropp'd ethereal dew, Nigh spher'd in heaven, its native strains could hear...
Էջ 8 - That this man, wise and virtuous as he was, passed always unentangled through the snares of life, it would be prejudice and temerity to affirm; but it may be said that at least he preserved the source of action unpolluted, that his principles were never shaken, that his distinctions of right and wrong were never confounded, and that his faults had nothing of malignity or design, but proceeded from some unexpected pressure, or casual temptation.
Էջ 142 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail...
Էջ 22 - 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...