Poems by Mr. GrayJ. Dodsley, 1770 - 120 страница |
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... Full many a sprightly race Difporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace , Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave ? f And bees their honey redolent of spring . Dryden's Fable on the Pythag ...
... Full many a sprightly race Difporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace , Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave ? f And bees their honey redolent of spring . Dryden's Fable on the Pythag ...
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... full speed towards a hill , and feeming to enter into it . Curiofity led him to follow them , till looking through an opening in the rocks he saw twelve gigantic figures resembling wo- men : they were all employed about a loom ; they ...
... full speed towards a hill , and feeming to enter into it . Curiofity led him to follow them , till looking through an opening in the rocks he saw twelve gigantic figures resembling wo- men : they were all employed about a loom ; they ...
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... him shakes , ) Till full before his fearless eyes The portals nine of hell arise . Right against the eastern gate , By the mofs - grown pile he fate ; Where Where long of yore to fleep was laid The duft 88 THE DESCENT OF ODIN ,
... him shakes , ) Till full before his fearless eyes The portals nine of hell arise . Right against the eastern gate , By the mofs - grown pile he fate ; Where Where long of yore to fleep was laid The duft 88 THE DESCENT OF ODIN ,
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... Full many a gem of pureft ray ferene , The I Full COUNTRY CHURCH - YARD . 113 Can ftoried urn or animated buft ...
... Full many a gem of pureft ray ferene , The I Full COUNTRY CHURCH - YARD . 113 Can ftoried urn or animated buft ...
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Thomas Gray. Full many a gem of pureft ray ferene , The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen , And wafte its sweetnefs on the defert air . Some village - Hampden , that with dauntless breast ...
Thomas Gray. Full many a gem of pureft ray ferene , The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen , And wafte its sweetnefs on the defert air . Some village - Hampden , that with dauntless breast ...
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Æolian art thou Befide beneath breaſt breath bufy Cæfar Caithness Cambria's chear cloſe COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD crimſon dauntless Death Denmark DESCENT of ODIN dread dreft drop'd Dryden's duft Edward Eirin ELEGY endless night ETON COLLEGE eyes fable FATAL SISTERS fate FAVOURITE CAT fecret feen fhade fhall firft fleep folemn fome forrow foul ftill ftrains ftream ftrings fublime fuch glitt'ring glory Goddeſs griefly hafty hand Hark Hauberk heart Heav'n Henry the Sixth Hoder's horfe Italy King Lancaſter lance Lefs loft Lord Love lyre Maid majeſtic Milton Milton's Paradife Mufe ne'er numbers o'er Paffions pain Petrarch Pindaric Ode pleaſure PROGRESS of POESY purſue Quarto reft reign repofe rill ſay ſeen ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould ſmile Snowdon ſome ſong ſpeed ſpring ſtate ſteep ſweet tear thee theſe thou thro TRIUMPHS of OWEN voice Weave Welsh whofe whoſe youth
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Страница 119 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite 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 church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Страница 25 - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why should they know their fate ? Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies. Thought would destroy their paradise. No more ; where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Страница 47 - This pencil take (she said) whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of Joy ; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Страница 118 - 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.
Страница 110 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Страница 5 - O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Yet hark, how thro...
Страница 18 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Страница 30 - 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 46 - Where each old poetic mountain Inspiration breath'd around; Ev'ry shade and hallow'd fountain Murmur'd deep a solemn sound: Till the sad Nine in Greece's evil hour Left their Parnassus for the Latian plains. Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrantpower, And coward vice, that revels in her chains. When Latium had her lofty spirit lost, They sought, oh, Albion! next thy seaencircled coast.
Страница 109 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...