Lady's Poetical Magazine, Or Beauties of British Poetry, Band 1Harrison and Company, 1781 |
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... painful journey all must go , • Whofe doubted period none can know ; • Whofe due direction who can find , Where Reason's mute , and Senfe is blind ? Ah ! what unequal leaders these , < Thro ' fuch a wide perplexing maze ! Then mark the ...
... painful journey all must go , • Whofe doubted period none can know ; • Whofe due direction who can find , Where Reason's mute , and Senfe is blind ? Ah ! what unequal leaders these , < Thro ' fuch a wide perplexing maze ! Then mark the ...
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... pain can please . At length , the toilfome journey o'er , And near the bright celestial shore , A gulph , black , fearful , and profound , Appears , of either world the bound , 6 Through darkness leading up to light ; Senfe backward ...
... pain can please . At length , the toilfome journey o'er , And near the bright celestial shore , A gulph , black , fearful , and profound , Appears , of either world the bound , 6 Through darkness leading up to light ; Senfe backward ...
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... pain impede ! To fuch th ' All - bounteous Pow'r has giv'n ,. For prefent earth , a future heav'n ; For trivial lofs , unmeafur'd gain , And endless blifs , for tranfient pain . • Then fear , ah fear ! to turn thy fight , • Where yonder ...
... pain impede ! To fuch th ' All - bounteous Pow'r has giv'n ,. For prefent earth , a future heav'n ; For trivial lofs , unmeafur'd gain , And endless blifs , for tranfient pain . • Then fear , ah fear ! to turn thy fight , • Where yonder ...
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... pain ; While Nature , as from bonds fet free , Springs out , and gives a loose to glee . And now , for momentary rest , The nymph her travell'd steps reprefs'd , Juft turn'd to view the stage attain'd , And glory'd in the height fhe ...
... pain ; While Nature , as from bonds fet free , Springs out , and gives a loose to glee . And now , for momentary rest , The nymph her travell'd steps reprefs'd , Juft turn'd to view the stage attain'd , And glory'd in the height fhe ...
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... Pain , Care , and Melancholy made . Thro ' this her all - enquiring eye , Attentive from her station high , Beheld , abandon'd to despair , The ruins of her fav'rite fair ; And with a voice , whofe awful found Appall'd the guilty world ...
... Pain , Care , and Melancholy made . Thro ' this her all - enquiring eye , Attentive from her station high , Beheld , abandon'd to despair , The ruins of her fav'rite fair ; And with a voice , whofe awful found Appall'd the guilty world ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Amyntor beauty behold beneath bleffings blefs'd blifs bofom breaſt cauſe charms chearful cloſe crown'd death defcend defire deſpair e'en eaſe erft ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fcene fear feas feems fenfe fhade fhall fhining fhore fhould fide fighs fight filent fing firſt fkies flain fleep flow'rs fmiles foft fome fong fons foon foothe forrow foul ftands ftill ftrain ftream fuch fweet fwell grief heart Heav'n Higham Hill himſelf juft laft laſt loft Lycon lyre magick mind moſt mourn Mufe muft muſt ne'er night numbers nymph o'er paffion pain peace plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe rage raiſe reafon reft reſt rife ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſkies ſky ſpread ſtate ſtill ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro trembling Twas virtue weeping whofe Whoſe wiſh youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 145 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Seite 145 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Seite 149 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Seite 142 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Seite 141 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Seite 145 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Seite 147 - I fed on the smiles of my dear? They tell me, my favourite maid, The pride of that valley, is flown; Alas ! where with her I have stray'd, I could wander with pleasure, alone.
Seite 142 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Seite 148 - But with tendrils of woodbine is bound : Not a beech's more beautiful green, But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields, in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold : Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold. One would think she might like to retire To the bow'r I have labour'd to rear...
Seite 442 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!