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... sounds molest , Clings close and closer to the mother's breast , So the loud torrent , and the whirlwind's roar , But bind him to his native mountains more . Such are the charms to barren states assign'd ; Their wants but few , their ...
... sounds molest , Clings close and closer to the mother's breast , So the loud torrent , and the whirlwind's roar , But bind him to his native mountains more . Such are the charms to barren states assign'd ; Their wants but few , their ...
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... sound , my genius spreads her wing , And flies where Britain courts the western spring ; Where lawns extend that scorn Arcadian pride , And brighter streams than fam'd Hydaspes glide . There all around the gentlest breezes stray , There ...
... sound , my genius spreads her wing , And flies where Britain courts the western spring ; Where lawns extend that scorn Arcadian pride , And brighter streams than fam'd Hydaspes glide . There all around the gentlest breezes stray , There ...
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... sound ? haps , as there some pilgrim strays d forests , and thro ' dangerous Hill per strength , and force tvilling awe . He ledence bows to these ale Add sky and met were unknown Where noble stems transmit the patriot flame , Where ...
... sound ? haps , as there some pilgrim strays d forests , and thro ' dangerous Hill per strength , and force tvilling awe . He ledence bows to these ale Add sky and met were unknown Where noble stems transmit the patriot flame , Where ...
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... swamps around , And Niagara stuns with thund'ring sound ? Even now , perhaps , as there some pilgrim strays Through tangled forests , and thro ' dangerous ways ; Where beasts with man divided empire claim , And the THE TRAVELLER . 21.
... swamps around , And Niagara stuns with thund'ring sound ? Even now , perhaps , as there some pilgrim strays Through tangled forests , and thro ' dangerous ways ; Where beasts with man divided empire claim , And the THE TRAVELLER . 21.
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... sound , when oft , at evening's close , Up yonder hill the village murmur rose ; There , as I pass'd with careless ... sounds of population fail , No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale , No busy steps the grass - grown foot - way ...
... sound , when oft , at evening's close , Up yonder hill the village murmur rose ; There , as I pass'd with careless ... sounds of population fail , No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale , No busy steps the grass - grown foot - way ...
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Amidst ballad Bartholomew fair beauty black calf black sheep blessings blest bliss bound in cloth bowers breast CÆSAR CHARLES TILT charms climes coronation cried David Garrick dear e'en eating Edition eyes fame feast flies follow'd fond gentle gilt edges go to Bartholomew Grogan heart heart of oak Heaven honour humble humour JAMES BOSWELL keep a corner King of Morocco kings kiss hands land Lord loyal luxury mind mirth morocco elegant Napoleon never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH on't once pain pasty patriot pleas'd pleasure poem poet poor praise Price pride Printer rage raptures rise round savage nations Shakspeare shore sink skies smile sorrow soul spread STOOPS TO CONQUER stranger swain sweet SWEET Auburn taught tell thee thine thing thou toil turn turtle twas venison Vide village wealth weep Whitefoord wife wife's lamentation wretch
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Страница 41 - Where the poor houseless shivering female lies. She once, perhaps, in village plenty blest, Has wept at tales of innocence distrest ; Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all : her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head...
Страница 39 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Страница 44 - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented toil, and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness, are there ; And piety with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty, and faithful love.
Страница 61 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Страница 10 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.
Страница 41 - Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing.
Страница 43 - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe; But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wish'd for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for a father's arms.
Страница 109 - Good people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word — From those who spoke her praise. The needy seldom pass'd her door, And always found her kind ; She freely lent to all the poor — Who left a pledge behind.
Страница 78 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn ; Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. " But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring, A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong : Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Страница 35 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment, tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.