Churchill, 1764, to Johnson, 1784Thomas Campbell J. Murray, 1819 |
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... tender form , and savage motion spread O'er its pale cheeks the horrid manly red . Much did it talk , in its own pretty phrase , Of genius and of taste , of play'rs and plays ; Much too of writings , which itself had wrote , Of special ...
... tender form , and savage motion spread O'er its pale cheeks the horrid manly red . Much did it talk , in its own pretty phrase , Of genius and of taste , of play'rs and plays ; Much too of writings , which itself had wrote , Of special ...
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... tender thought ! To reason , and on reason build resolve , ( That column of true majesty in man ) Assist me : I will thank you in the grave ; The grave , your kingdom : There this frame shall fall A victim sacred to your dreary shrine ...
... tender thought ! To reason , and on reason build resolve , ( That column of true majesty in man ) Assist me : I will thank you in the grave ; The grave , your kingdom : There this frame shall fall A victim sacred to your dreary shrine ...
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... tender tie On earthly bliss ; it breaks at every breeze . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? Hangs out the sun his lustre but for me , The single man ? Are angels all beside ? I mourn for millions : ' Tis the common lot ; In ...
... tender tie On earthly bliss ; it breaks at every breeze . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? Hangs out the sun his lustre but for me , The single man ? Are angels all beside ? I mourn for millions : ' Tis the common lot ; In ...
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... tenders us relief , We call him cruel ; years to moments shrink , Ages to years . The telescope is turn'd . To man's false optics ( from his folly false ) Time , in advance , behind him hides his wings 58 EDWARD YOUNG . Madness of Men ...
... tenders us relief , We call him cruel ; years to moments shrink , Ages to years . The telescope is turn'd . To man's false optics ( from his folly false ) Time , in advance , behind him hides his wings 58 EDWARD YOUNG . Madness of Men ...
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... tender soul , by break of bliss , From the first blossom , from the buds of joy ; Those few our noxious fate unblasted leaves In this inclement clime of human life . Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ...
... tender soul , by break of bliss , From the first blossom , from the buds of joy ; Those few our noxious fate unblasted leaves In this inclement clime of human life . Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ...
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ANTISTROPHE beauty behold beneath blest bliss bloom BORN bosom brave breast breath charms dear death delight dreadful dydd e'er earth eternal Eulogius ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fear frae FRANCIS FAWKES genius GEORGE ALEXANDER STEVENS grief hand hear heart Heaven honour hour human JAMES GRAINGER kynge labour Lord mild ale mind MONODY mournful nature nature's night Night Thoughts numbers o'er pain pale Palemon passions PAUL WHITEHEAD peace plain pleasure poem poet poetical poetry poor pow'r praise pride rage reign rise Rodmond round scene Selim shade shore skies sleep smile soft song soul spread swain sweet SWEET Auburn Syr Charles tears tender Thatt thee Thenne thine THOMAS CHATTERTON thou thought toil train trembling university of Edinburgh vale verse virtue voice wave wealth wild wings wretch wyfe wylle Wyth ynne youth
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Страница 285 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Страница 290 - And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
Страница 291 - That call'd them from their native walks away ; When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly...
Страница 286 - The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew : Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he ; Full well the busy whisper circling round, Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned.
Страница 191 - Cold is Cadwallo's tongue, That hush'd the stormy main : Brave Urien sleeps upon his craggy bed : Mountains, ye mourn in vain Modred, whose magic song Made huge Plinlimmon bow his cloudtopt head. On dreary Arvon's shore they lie, Smear'd with gore, and ghastly pale : Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by.
Страница 440 - Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee; Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. See nations slowly wise, and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust.
Страница 288 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen, who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'T is yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Страница 47 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Страница 287 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair, To sweet oblivion of his daily care ; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale...