Poems by Mr. GrayWilliam Sleater, 1768 - 187 страница |
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... kind reply : Poor moralift ! and what art thou ? A folitary fly ! Thy * While infects from the threshold preach , & c . M. GREEN , in the Grotto . Dodfley's Mifcellanies , [ Lond . Edit . ] Vol . V. p . 861 . Thy Joys no glittering ...
... kind reply : Poor moralift ! and what art thou ? A folitary fly ! Thy * While infects from the threshold preach , & c . M. GREEN , in the Grotto . Dodfley's Mifcellanies , [ Lond . Edit . ] Vol . V. p . 861 . Thy Joys no glittering ...
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... lofty vafe's fide , " TW Where China's gayeft art had dy'd The azure flowers , that blow ; Demureft of the tabby kind , The penfive Selima reclin'd , Gazed on the lake below . Her Her conscious tail her joy declar'd ; The fair round.
... lofty vafe's fide , " TW Where China's gayeft art had dy'd The azure flowers , that blow ; Demureft of the tabby kind , The penfive Selima reclin'd , Gazed on the lake below . Her Her conscious tail her joy declar'd ; The fair round.
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... killing . The other Amazon kind Heaven Had arm'd with fpirit , wit , and fatire : But COBHAM had the polish given , And tip'd her arrows with good - nature . To celebrate her eyes , her air- Coarfe panegyricks would C 3 To A LONG STORY .
... killing . The other Amazon kind Heaven Had arm'd with fpirit , wit , and fatire : But COBHAM had the polish given , And tip'd her arrows with good - nature . To celebrate her eyes , her air- Coarfe panegyricks would C 3 To A LONG STORY .
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... kind , than that of Dryden on St. Cecilia's day : for Cowley ( who had his merit ) yet wanted judgment , ftyle , and harmony , for fuch a task . That of Pope is not worthy of fo great a man . Mr. Mafon indeed of late days has touched ...
... kind , than that of Dryden on St. Cecilia's day : for Cowley ( who had his merit ) yet wanted judgment , ftyle , and harmony , for fuch a task . That of Pope is not worthy of fo great a man . Mr. Mafon indeed of late days has touched ...
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... kind , .. • And bade them flight all females . but the Mufe . Full many a lark , high - tow'ring to the sky , Unheard , unheeded , greets th ' approach of light ; Full many a ftar , unseen by mortal eye , With twinkling luftre glimmers ...
... kind , .. • And bade them flight all females . but the Mufe . Full many a lark , high - tow'ring to the sky , Unheard , unheeded , greets th ' approach of light ; Full many a ftar , unseen by mortal eye , With twinkling luftre glimmers ...
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Страница 61 - Man's feeble race what ills await ! . Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of fate ! The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove.
Страница 102 - Hoarse he bays with hideous din, Eyes that glow, and fangs that grin ; And long pursues, with fruitless yell, The father of the powerful spell.
Страница 52 - Tis folly to be wise. HYMN TO ADVERSITY DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain The proud are taught to taste of pain, And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before, unpitied and alone. When...
Страница 31 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage: Lo! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings: all are men, Condemned alike to groan; The tender for another's pain, Th
Страница 68 - Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, Beneath the good how far ! — but far above the...
Страница 22 - Eight times emerging from the flood She mew'd to ev'ry watry God, Some speedy aid to send. No Dolphin came, no Nereid stirr'd: Nor cruel Tom, nor Susan heard. A Fav'rite has no friend! From hence, ye Beauties, undeceiv'd, Know, one false step is ne'er retriev'd, And be with caution bold. Not all that tempts your wand'ring eyes And heedless hearts, is lawful prize; Nor all, that glisters, gold.
Страница 147 - 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.
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Страница 145 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...