Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, Томови 3-4J. Bell, 1789 |
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... song to Fame ; Or , if a Science unadorn'd they find , They smooth its look to please and teach the mind ; And where a Friendship's generously strong , They celebrate the knot of souls in song ; Or , if the Verses must inflame Desire ...
... song to Fame ; Or , if a Science unadorn'd they find , They smooth its look to please and teach the mind ; And where a Friendship's generously strong , They celebrate the knot of souls in song ; Or , if the Verses must inflame Desire ...
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... Song can charm , and if my Song be true . With sweet experience oft a Fair may find Her passions mov'd by passions well design'd ; And then she longs to meet a gentle swain , And longs to love , and to be lov'd again . And if by chance ...
... Song can charm , and if my Song be true . With sweet experience oft a Fair may find Her passions mov'd by passions well design'd ; And then she longs to meet a gentle swain , And longs to love , and to be lov'd again . And if by chance ...
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... song ; To thee , best judge of this refin'd delight , O ! born to genius , lo the Muses write ; ' Tis yours , my Lord , to bid each art excell , And smile on merit which you grace so well ; To make mankind a nobler Broghill see , And ...
... song ; To thee , best judge of this refin'd delight , O ! born to genius , lo the Muses write ; ' Tis yours , my Lord , to bid each art excell , And smile on merit which you grace so well ; To make mankind a nobler Broghill see , And ...
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... song . But if a storm must rattle through the strain , Then let your lines grow black with gathering rain ; Through Jove's aerial hall loud thunders sound , And the big bolt roars through the dark profound : But should the welkin ...
... song . But if a storm must rattle through the strain , Then let your lines grow black with gathering rain ; Through Jove's aerial hall loud thunders sound , And the big bolt roars through the dark profound : But should the welkin ...
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... song , And round his fingers moving mountains throng ; At every stroke he sees fair Thebes aspire , Walls rise on walls , and temples soaring higher : At ever stroke new wonders deck the strain , The big creation of a poet's brain ...
... song , And round his fingers moving mountains throng ; At every stroke he sees fair Thebes aspire , Walls rise on walls , and temples soaring higher : At ever stroke new wonders deck the strain , The big creation of a poet's brain ...
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Almada bards beams beauteous beauty behold bend beneath bids blest blushes boast bold brave breast breath bright charms clime coursers delight Dovedale dread e'er earth EPISTLE Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fire flame genius give glory glow Goddess grace grove hand heart Heaven heroes hills honor ibid immortal Bard Keswick light Lisbon live look Lord Lusiad lyre mind Mount Athos mountains Muse Muse's Nature Nature's numbers Nymphs o'er paint passions pencil plains pleas'd Poet poet's Portugal praise pride race rage reign rise river Wye rocks roll round sacred savage genius scene shade shew shine shore sight skies smile soft song soul sound Spain spread strain stream sweet swell Tago's Tagus tears thee thou thought Thro thunder toil Twas vale verse Viriatus voice waves wild WILLIAM JULIUS MICKLE youth Zeuxis
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