PoemsM. Jones, 1803 - 235 Seiten |
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... breast . But what might that avail ? Blind Fate before Had op'd her shears , to cut his vital thread ? And who may dare gainsay her stern behest ? Now thrice he wav'd the hand , thrice bow'd the head , And sigh'd his soul to rest . Now ...
... breast . But what might that avail ? Blind Fate before Had op'd her shears , to cut his vital thread ? And who may dare gainsay her stern behest ? Now thrice he wav'd the hand , thrice bow'd the head , And sigh'd his soul to rest . Now ...
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... , Recall'd the long - lost beams of grace , That whilom shot from Nature's face , When God , in Eden , o'er her youthful breast Spread with his own right hand Perfection's gorgeous vest . 17 ODE II . * TO A WATER NYMPH . 16.
... , Recall'd the long - lost beams of grace , That whilom shot from Nature's face , When God , in Eden , o'er her youthful breast Spread with his own right hand Perfection's gorgeous vest . 17 ODE II . * TO A WATER NYMPH . 16.
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... breast With many a warble wild , and artless air . For know , full oft , while o'er the mead Bright June extends her fragrant reign , The slumb'ring Fair shall place thee near her head , To court the gales that cool the sultry plain ...
... breast With many a warble wild , and artless air . For know , full oft , while o'er the mead Bright June extends her fragrant reign , The slumb'ring Fair shall place thee near her head , To court the gales that cool the sultry plain ...
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... breast must ne'er aspire , " Yet nourish still the lambent flame ; " Still strike thy blameless Lyre : " Led by the moral Muse , securely rove ; " And all the vernal sweets thy vacant youth " Can cull from busy Fancy's fairy grove , " O ...
... breast must ne'er aspire , " Yet nourish still the lambent flame ; " Still strike thy blameless Lyre : " Led by the moral Muse , securely rove ; " And all the vernal sweets thy vacant youth " Can cull from busy Fancy's fairy grove , " O ...
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... breast with solemn sympathies . To thee , whose young and polish'd brow The wrinkling hand of Sorrow spares ; Whose cheeks , bestrew'd with roses , know No channel for the tide of tears ; To thee yon Abbey dank , and lone , Where ivy ...
... breast with solemn sympathies . To thee , whose young and polish'd brow The wrinkling hand of Sorrow spares ; Whose cheeks , bestrew'd with roses , know No channel for the tide of tears ; To thee yon Abbey dank , and lone , Where ivy ...
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antient Antistrophe art thou ARVIRAGUS ATHELWOLD AULUS DIDIUS BARD beauty Behold Belinus bless blest bold breast breath Brigantes bright Britons brother brow Cæsar captive CARACTACUS CARACTACUS's charm CHORUS constant wife daughter death Dost thou doth drama dread Druid e'er Earl EDGAR EDWIN ELFRIDA ELIDURUS Ev'n ev'ry EVELINA fair falchion fate father fear flame fled give gods grace grief grove hail hallow'd Harewood Hark harp hast head hear heart heav'n holy honours hour immortal instant King kneel light Lord lyre maid Mona Muse o'er ORGAR pardon peace perchance pity praise prepar'd Prince Queen Romans Rome round sacred sage scene SEMICHORUS shade shalt sigh smile soft solemn song soul Strabo strain sword tears tell thee thine thro throne trembling Twas VELLINUS Virgins virtue warble weep wretch yonder youth
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Seite 47 - Take, holy earth! all that my soul holds dear: Take that best gift which Heaven so lately gave : To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form; she bowed to taste the wave, And died.
Seite 30 - Behold each neighb'ring monarch's tomb ; The trophied arch, the breathing bust, The laurel shades their sacred dust: While thou, vile Out-cast, on this hostile plain, Moulder'st, a vulgar corse, among the vulgar slain.
Seite 42 - Or caught the orient blush of quick surprise, How sweetly mutable, how brightly wild, The liquid lustre darted from her eyes ? Each look, each motion wak'da new-born grace, That o'er her form its transient glory cast : Some lovelier wonder soon usurp'd the place, Chas'd by a charm still lovelier than the last.
Seite 138 - gainst Heav'n's will To violate their echoes : Patience here, Her meek hands folded on her modest breast, In mute submission lifts th' adoring eye, Ev'n to the storm that wrecks her.
Seite 16 - When darkness, brooding on thy sight, Exiled the sov'reign lamp of light ; Say, what could then one cheering hope diffuse ? What friends were thine, save Mem'ry and the Muse ? Hence the rich spoils, thy studious youth Caught from the stores of ancient truth : Hence all thy classic...
Seite 47 - Ev'n from the grave thou shalt have power to charm. Bid them be chaste, be innocent, like thee ; Bid them in duty's sphere as meekly move ; And if as fair, from vanity as free ; As firm in friendship, and as fond in love.
Seite 191 - Julius feel, when, fir'd by it, our fathers First drove him recreant to his ships ; and ill Had far'd his second landing, but that fate Silenc'd the master Bard, who led the song.
Seite 9 - Is hung on high, to poison half mankind. All fame is foreign but of true desert, Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart...
Seite 12 - And every lily droop'd its silver head. Sad sympathy! yet sure his rightful meed Who charm'd all nature : well might Nature mourn Through all her choicest sweets Musaeus dead.
Seite 198 - Now, thanks to the bright star that rul'd his birth ; Yes, he will soon return to claim my blessing, And he shall have it pour'd in tears of joy On his bold breast ! methought I heard a step : Is it not his ? BARD. 'Tis some of our own train, And as I think, they lead six Romans captive. CHORUS, CARACTACUS, CAPTIVES.