Poems Selected and Printed by a Small Party of English, who Made this Amusement a Substitute for Society, which the Disturbed Situation of the Country Prevented Their Enjoyingin the month of February, 1792 - 91 страница |
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... fear , And , without weakness , knew to be fincere . Such Lucy was , when , in her faireft days , Amidft th ' acclaim of univerfal praise , • In life's and glory's fresheft bloom , Death came remorfelefs 30 MONOD Y. A.
... fear , And , without weakness , knew to be fincere . Such Lucy was , when , in her faireft days , Amidft th ' acclaim of univerfal praise , • In life's and glory's fresheft bloom , Death came remorfelefs 30 MONOD Y. A.
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... Such health do my fountains bestow ; My fountains , all border'd with mofs , Where the hare - bells and violets grow . Not a pine in my grove is there feen , But with tendrils of woodbine is bound : Not a beech's more beautiful green ...
... Such health do my fountains bestow ; My fountains , all border'd with mofs , Where the hare - bells and violets grow . Not a pine in my grove is there feen , But with tendrils of woodbine is bound : Not a beech's more beautiful green ...
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... For he ne'er could be true , she averr'd , Who could rob a poor bird of its young : And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue . I have heard her with fweetnefs unfold How that pity HOPE . 39.
... For he ne'er could be true , she averr'd , Who could rob a poor bird of its young : And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue . I have heard her with fweetnefs unfold How that pity HOPE . 39.
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... Such is their meed - their honours thus fecure , Whose arts yield objects , and whose works endure . The actor only shrinks from time's award ; Feeble tradition is his mem'ry's guard ; By whose faint breath his merits must abide ...
... Such is their meed - their honours thus fecure , Whose arts yield objects , and whose works endure . The actor only shrinks from time's award ; Feeble tradition is his mem'ry's guard ; By whose faint breath his merits must abide ...
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... such a sin to paint . But fince , alas ! frail beauty must decay , Curl'd , or uncurl'd , fince locks will turn to grey ; Since painted , or not painted , all shall fade , And she who scorns a man must die a maid ; What then remains ...
... such a sin to paint . But fince , alas ! frail beauty must decay , Curl'd , or uncurl'd , fince locks will turn to grey ; Since painted , or not painted , all shall fade , And she who scorns a man must die a maid ; What then remains ...
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Amidſt Belinda beneath beſt beſtow bleft blifs bliſs bloom bofom bow'rs breaſt breath charms cloſe dear defart deſpair difdain diftant e'en e'er eaſe ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fair head fame fate fcorn feen fenfe fide figh filent filver firft firſt flow'rs fmil'd fmile foft folitary fome fond foon forrow foul fpirits ftill ftrike fuch fweet gentle Gnome grace grief grove hair head heart Heav'n honours Juft kifs labour laſt lefs Lock maid manſion mortal Muſe muſt nymph o'er paffion pain paſt Petrarch Phyllis pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride prize raiſe reft repoſe rife riſing roſe round ſcene ſeen shade shining ſmile ſpoke ſpread ſpring ſtate ſteps ſtill ſwain ſweet SWEET AUBURN Sylphs taſte tear tender Thaleftris thee thefe theſe thofe Thoſe thou thro toil train trembling Twas Umbriel uſe whofe Whoſe wretched
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Страница 1 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Страница 10 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Страница 22 - 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 23 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Страница 66 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Страница 8 - 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...
Страница 18 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.