A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].1758 |
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... scene , But more his blooming fon , whose tender breast Empierced deep with fympathizing teen On his pale cheek the figns of dread impress'd , And fill'd his eyes with tears , which fore distress'd Up to his fire he rais'd in mournful ...
... scene , But more his blooming fon , whose tender breast Empierced deep with fympathizing teen On his pale cheek the figns of dread impress'd , And fill'd his eyes with tears , which fore distress'd Up to his fire he rais'd in mournful ...
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... scene , His Confort too with gracious mien , Her little offspring prattling round , While Echo lifps their infant found . And let Good - nature , born to please , Wait on our steps , and graceful Ease ; Nor Nor Mirth be wanting as we ...
... scene , His Confort too with gracious mien , Her little offspring prattling round , While Echo lifps their infant found . And let Good - nature , born to please , Wait on our steps , and graceful Ease ; Nor Nor Mirth be wanting as we ...
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... scenes impart Each changeful wish of Phædra's tortur❜d heart : Or paint the curse , that mark'd the d Theban's reign , A bed incestuous , and a father flain . With kind concern our pitying eyes o'erflow , Trace the fad tale , and own ...
... scenes impart Each changeful wish of Phædra's tortur❜d heart : Or paint the curse , that mark'd the d Theban's reign , A bed incestuous , and a father flain . With kind concern our pitying eyes o'erflow , Trace the fad tale , and own ...
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... scene could give Th ' hiftorian's truth , and bid the manners live . Wak'd at his call I view , with glad furprize , Majestic forms of mighty monarchs rife . Their characters are thus diftinguished by Mr. Dryden . & About the time of ...
... scene could give Th ' hiftorian's truth , and bid the manners live . Wak'd at his call I view , with glad furprize , Majestic forms of mighty monarchs rife . Their characters are thus diftinguished by Mr. Dryden . & About the time of ...
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... scene , And twilight fairies tread the circled green : Drefs'd by her hand , the Woods and Vallies fmile , And Spring diffufive decks th ' inchanted ifle . O more than all in pow'rful genius bleft , Come , take thine empire o'er the ...
... scene , And twilight fairies tread the circled green : Drefs'd by her hand , the Woods and Vallies fmile , And Spring diffufive decks th ' inchanted ifle . O more than all in pow'rful genius bleft , Come , take thine empire o'er the ...
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beneath bleft bloom bluſh boaſt bofom bow'r breaſt bright charms chearful Columbel dæmons dear dreft e'er eaſe erft Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe fage fair fame fate fcene fear fhade fhall fhine fhould figh fight filent fing firſt fkies flain flow'rs fmile foft folemn fome fong fons foon footh forrow foul freſh ftill fuch fure fweet grace grove heart heav'n honour laſt lefs loft lyre maid mind moſt mourn Mufe Muſe muſt ne'er night nymphs o'er paffion pain peace penfive plain pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pow'r praiſe pride purſue raiſe reafon reſt rife rofe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſky ſmile ſpread ſpring Squire ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtream ſweet taſte tears thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro toil train tranſport truth vale Virgil's tomb virtue Whilft whofe whoſe Wiſdom wiſh youth
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Seite 2 - 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 5 - 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 3 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Seite 4 - HAMPDEN that with dauntlefs breaft The little tyrant of his fields withftood : Some mute inglorious MILTON here may reft, Some CROMWELL guiltlefs of his country's blood. Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
Seite 153 - The robes of pleasure and the veils of woe: All aid the farce, and all thy mirth maintain, Whose joys are causeless, or whose griefs are vain. Such was the scorn that...
Seite 158 - But did not Chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Seite 226 - Untainted by the guilty bribe ; Uncurs'd amid the harpy tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear ; My honour and my conscience clear ; Thus may I calmly meet my end, Thus to the grave in peace descend.
Seite 152 - And scarce a sycophant was fed by pride; Where ne'er was known the form of mock debate, Or seen a new-made mayor's unwieldy state; Where change of fav'rites made no change of laws, And senates heard before they...
Seite 6 - One morn I missed him on the 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 can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Seite 251 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.