The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 48,1. стр.H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... gentle Spring , ethereal Mildness , come , And from the bofom of yon dropping cloud , While mufic wakes around , veil'd in a shower Of fhadowing roses , on our plains defcend . O Hertford , fitted or to fhine in courts With unaffected ...
... gentle Spring , ethereal Mildness , come , And from the bofom of yon dropping cloud , While mufic wakes around , veil'd in a shower Of fhadowing roses , on our plains defcend . O Hertford , fitted or to fhine in courts With unaffected ...
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... gentle , kind , And full of every hope and every joy , 150 The wifh of Nature . Gradual finks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath 155 Is heard to quiver through the clofing woods , Or ruftling turn the many twinkling ...
... gentle , kind , And full of every hope and every joy , 150 The wifh of Nature . Gradual finks the breeze Into a perfect calm ; that not a breath 155 Is heard to quiver through the clofing woods , Or ruftling turn the many twinkling ...
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... gentle twitch , the barbed hook : Some lightly toffing to the graffy bank , And to the shelving fhore , flow - dragging fome , With various hand proportion'd to their force . If yet too young , and eafily deceiv'd , 400 405 410 A ...
... gentle twitch , the barbed hook : Some lightly toffing to the graffy bank , And to the shelving fhore , flow - dragging fome , With various hand proportion'd to their force . If yet too young , and eafily deceiv'd , 400 405 410 A ...
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... gentle pair , By fortune funk , but form'd of generous mold , And charm'd with cares beyond the vulgar breaft , In fome lone cot amid the distant woods , Suftain'd alone by providential Heaven , Oft , as they weeping eye their infant ...
... gentle pair , By fortune funk , but form'd of generous mold , And charm'd with cares beyond the vulgar breaft , In fome lone cot amid the distant woods , Suftain'd alone by providential Heaven , Oft , as they weeping eye their infant ...
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... in amorous chace , and wanton rolls The glancing eye , and turns the changeful neck . While thus the gentle tenants of the shade Indulge their purer loves , the rougher world 785 Of 790 795 Of brutes , below , rufh furious into SPRING . 29.
... in amorous chace , and wanton rolls The glancing eye , and turns the changeful neck . While thus the gentle tenants of the shade Indulge their purer loves , the rougher world 785 Of 790 795 Of brutes , below , rufh furious into SPRING . 29.
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æther amid beam beauty beneath blifs bloom bofom boundleſs breaſt breath breeze calm chearful clouds deep defcends delight earth eaſe Ev'n facred fafe fair fame fave fcene fecret fenfe fhades fhines fide figh filent fing firſt flame fleep flocks flood fmile fnows focial foft folemn fome fong fons foreft foul ftill fuch fudden funk fwain fweet fwell gale gloom grace grove heart heaven hills himſelf laſt loft mind mingled mix'd mountains Mufe mufic Muſe Nature Nature's night nought o'er paffions peace penfive plain pleaſure Pour'd praiſe rage raiſe rife riſe round ſcarce ſcene ſhade ſhakes ſhe ſhore ſkies ſky ſpirit ſpread Spring ſtand ſtate ſteep ſtill ſtores ſtorm ſtrain ſtream ſweep tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil vale vex'd virtue waſte wave whofe whoſe wild winds wing Winter wiſdom woods
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Страница 191 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of THEE. Forth in the pleasing Spring THY beauty walks, THY tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes THY glory in the Summer months, With light and heat refulgent.
Страница 226 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Страница 200 - Full in the passage of the vale, above, A sable, silent, solemn forest stood; Where nought but shadowy forms was seen to move, As Idless fancied in her dreaming mood. And up the hills, on either side, a wood Of blackening pines, ay waving to and fro, Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood; And where this valley winded out, below, The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.
Страница 66 - Bear me, Pomona ! to thy citron groves ; To where the lemon and the piercing lime, With the deep orange, glowing through the green, Their lighter glories blend.
Страница 164 - How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame.
Страница 65 - Rocks rich in gems, and mountains big with mines, That on the high equator ridgy rise...
Страница 193 - At once the head, the heart, and tongue of all, Crown the great hymn; in swarming cities vast, Assembled men, to the deep organ join The long-resounding voice, oft breaking clear, At solemn pauses, through the swelling bass; And, as each mingling flame increases each, In one united ardour rise to heaven. Or, if you rather choose the rural...
Страница 40 - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where friendship...
Страница 164 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Страница 193 - As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams; Ye constellations, while your angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write with every beam his praise.