Miscellanies in Prose and Verse Intended as a Specimen of the Types: At the Logographic Printing OfficeJ. Walter, 1785 - 225 страница |
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... beauty ; without whom , what we do , is ever graceless and de- formed . Venerable powers ! by what name fhall we addrefs thee ? Shall we call thee ornament of mind , or art thou more truly mind itself ? ' Tis mind thou art , most ...
... beauty ; without whom , what we do , is ever graceless and de- formed . Venerable powers ! by what name fhall we addrefs thee ? Shall we call thee ornament of mind , or art thou more truly mind itself ? ' Tis mind thou art , most ...
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... BEAUTY every charm display'd , And love enflam'd the yielding maid ; Delicious WINE our tafte employs , His crimson bowl exalts our joys : I felt its gen'rous pow'r , and thought The pearl was found , that long I fought . Determin'd ...
... BEAUTY every charm display'd , And love enflam'd the yielding maid ; Delicious WINE our tafte employs , His crimson bowl exalts our joys : I felt its gen'rous pow'r , and thought The pearl was found , that long I fought . Determin'd ...
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... beauty which every man , in fome degree at leaft , evident- ly poffeffes . No rational mind can be : fo wholly void of all perceptions of this fort , as to be capable of contem- plating the various objects that fur- round him , with an ...
... beauty which every man , in fome degree at leaft , evident- ly poffeffes . No rational mind can be : fo wholly void of all perceptions of this fort , as to be capable of contem- plating the various objects that fur- round him , with an ...
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... beauty , rendered more exquifite by genius , and more correct by cultivation and it is from the fimple and original ideas of this fort , that the mind learns to form her judgment of the higher and more complex kinds . Accordingly , the ...
... beauty , rendered more exquifite by genius , and more correct by cultivation and it is from the fimple and original ideas of this fort , that the mind learns to form her judgment of the higher and more complex kinds . Accordingly , the ...
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... beauty , and neceffa- rily raife that agreeable perception of the mind in what object foever they appear . The charms of fine compo- fition , then , are fo far from exifting only in the heated imagation of an en- thufiaftic admirer ...
... beauty , and neceffa- rily raife that agreeable perception of the mind in what object foever they appear . The charms of fine compo- fition , then , are fo far from exifting only in the heated imagation of an en- thufiaftic admirer ...
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Страница 142 - 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. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.
Страница 138 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Страница 168 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Страница 89 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Страница 142 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.