The Works of the British Poets, Τόμος 8John & Arthur Arch; and for Bell & Bradfute, and J. Mundell & Company Edinburgh., 1795 - 1157 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 4
... shade and light , And give at once the day , at once the night ! And here again what fweet confufion reigns , In dreary deferts mix'd with painted plains ! And fee ! the deferts caft a pleasing gloom , And fhrubby heaths rejoice in ...
... shade and light , And give at once the day , at once the night ! And here again what fweet confufion reigns , In dreary deferts mix'd with painted plains ! And fee ! the deferts caft a pleasing gloom , And fhrubby heaths rejoice in ...
Σελίδα 6
... shade The gentler brow of the foft Lesbian maid ) Go to the good and just , an awful train , Thy foul's delight , and glory of the fane : While through the earth thy dear remembrance flies , " Sweet to the world , and grateful to the ...
... shade The gentler brow of the foft Lesbian maid ) Go to the good and just , an awful train , Thy foul's delight , and glory of the fane : While through the earth thy dear remembrance flies , " Sweet to the world , and grateful to the ...
Σελίδα 15
... shade your head . A SHEPHERD'S boy ( he feeks no better name ) Led forth his flocks along the filver Thame , Where dancing fun - beams on the waters play'd , And verdant alders form'd a quivering fhade . VARIATIONS . Ver . 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 ...
... shade your head . A SHEPHERD'S boy ( he feeks no better name ) Led forth his flocks along the filver Thame , Where dancing fun - beams on the waters play'd , And verdant alders form'd a quivering fhade . VARIATIONS . Ver . 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 ...
Σελίδα 16
... shade . Come , lovely nymph , and bless the silent hours , When fwains from theering feek their nightly bowers ; 10 When weary reapers quit the fultry field , And crown'd with corn their thanks to Ceres yield . This harmless grove no ...
... shade . Come , lovely nymph , and bless the silent hours , When fwains from theering feek their nightly bowers ; 10 When weary reapers quit the fultry field , And crown'd with corn their thanks to Ceres yield . This harmless grove no ...
Σελίδα 25
... shades have seen As bright a goddess , and as chaste a queen ; Whofe care , like her's , protects the Sylvan reign ... shade ; Here was the feen o'er airy wastes to rove , Seek the clear fpring , or haunt the pathless grove ; 170 Here ...
... shades have seen As bright a goddess , and as chaste a queen ; Whofe care , like her's , protects the Sylvan reign ... shade ; Here was the feen o'er airy wastes to rove , Seek the clear fpring , or haunt the pathless grove ; 170 Here ...
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Σελίδα 100 - Pursues that chain which links th' immense design, Joins heav'n and earth, and mortal and divine; Sees, that no being any bliss can know, But touches some above, and some below; Learns, from this union of the rising whole, The first, last purpose of the human soul; And knows where faith, law, morals, all began, All end, in love of God, and love of man.
Σελίδα 43 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide ; If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.
Σελίδα 99 - Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, Is but the more a fool, the more a knave. Who noble ends by noble means obtains, Or failing, smiles in exile or in chains, Like good Aurelius let him reign, or bleed Like Socrates, that man is great indeed. What's fame? a fancied life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, ev'n before our death.
Σελίδα 151 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry: Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Σελίδα 102 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see: That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Σελίδα 43 - Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care...
Σελίδα 94 - Know, Nature's children all divide her care; The fur that warms a monarch warm'da bear. While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!
Σελίδα 121 - Me, let the tender office long engage To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death; Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Σελίδα 98 - Nature's difference keeps all Nature's peace. Condition, circumstance is not the thing ; Bliss is the same in subject or in king ; In who obtain defence, or who defend ; In him who is, or him who finds a friend...
Σελίδα 112 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half-hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repair'd with straw, With tape-tied curtains, never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas!