Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry ..., Томови 16-18John Bell, 1794 |
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... mighty flow Roll from some Ethiopian hill , And drown or deafen all below . When Savoy's Eugene and his fortunes lead the way , O Italy ! how fair is thy pretence Of Nature's strong and rocky fence ! In vain thy rivers swell , in vain ...
... mighty flow Roll from some Ethiopian hill , And drown or deafen all below . When Savoy's Eugene and his fortunes lead the way , O Italy ! how fair is thy pretence Of Nature's strong and rocky fence ! In vain thy rivers swell , in vain ...
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... mighty wreck o'er all the vanquish'd main . No --- ' t was a generous race , by worth transmissive known : In their bold breast their father's spirit glow'd : In their pure veins their mother's virtue flow'd : They made hereditary ...
... mighty wreck o'er all the vanquish'd main . No --- ' t was a generous race , by worth transmissive known : In their bold breast their father's spirit glow'd : In their pure veins their mother's virtue flow'd : They made hereditary ...
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... mighty cone ; But how transport it , when ' t is cast , Across the deep Atlantic vast , ' Twill weigh some thousand stone ? Leave that to me , ' our Lady cries , ' Howe'er gigantic be its size , ' I have a scheme in petto : ' I'll fly ...
... mighty cone ; But how transport it , when ' t is cast , Across the deep Atlantic vast , ' Twill weigh some thousand stone ? Leave that to me , ' our Lady cries , ' Howe'er gigantic be its size , ' I have a scheme in petto : ' I'll fly ...
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... mighty state , Unhonor'd shalt thou sink to swift decay : Each art , each virtue , fled , that made thee great . Torn from its base thy column lies , ' Forgotten all thy victories ; In the throng'd port thy cross is seen no more ...
... mighty state , Unhonor'd shalt thou sink to swift decay : Each art , each virtue , fled , that made thee great . Torn from its base thy column lies , ' Forgotten all thy victories ; In the throng'd port thy cross is seen no more ...
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... mighty Caesar then ? --- The best of kings --- the best of men , With legs all arm'd in leather ; Tho ' round him Franklin's fire - balls flew , Hyde Park --- St . James's saw him too On horseback in hot weather ! Am --- rst , who joys ...
... mighty Caesar then ? --- The best of kings --- the best of men , With legs all arm'd in leather ; Tho ' round him Franklin's fire - balls flew , Hyde Park --- St . James's saw him too On horseback in hot weather ! Am --- rst , who joys ...
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arms Behold BENJAMIN HOADLY bless blest boast breast breath bright Britain's brow Cecilia's CHARLES HANBURY WILLIAMS charms crown'd divine dread dwell Earl earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame fled foes Freedom's Genius glorious glory glowing Goddess grace grove hail hand happy Hark Harmony head heart Heaven hero honor Jove king lays Lord Lord Bolingbroke LORD GEORGE GERMAIN LORD JOHN TOWNSHEND Lord North lyre maid mighty MONODY mournful Muse Music Nature's ne'er numbers nymph o'er patriot peace plain poison'd pow'r praise pride queen rage red vengeance rise round sacred Sappho scorn shade shine sing skies smile soft song soul sound springs strain sweet swell tears thee thine thou thro throne thunder Tibicines tuneful Twitcher victorious band virtue voice warbling wave Whilst wings youth
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Страница 64 - Till on some neighbouring mountain's brow He stops, and turns his eyes below ; There, melting at the well-known view, Drops a last tear, and bids adieu : So I, thus doom'd from thee to part, Gay Queen of Fancy, and of Art, Reluctant move with doubtful mind, Oft stop and often look behind. Companion of my tender age...
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Страница 18 - The deep, majestic, solemn organs blow. Hark! the numbers soft and clear Gently steal upon the ear ; Now louder, and yet louder rise, And fill with spreading sounds the skies...
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Страница 18 - ON ST CECILIA'S DAY, MDCOVIH. i. DESCEND, ye Nine! descend and sing ; The breathing instruments inspire, Wake into voice each silent string, And sweep the sounding lyre! In a sadly-pleasing strain Let the warbling lute complain : Let the loud trumpet sound, Till the roofs all around The shrill echoes rebound ; While in more lengthen'd notes and slow, The deep, majestic, solemn organs blow.