Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, Volym 3–4J. Bell, 1789 |
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... voice shall with its own reflection talk , The closing sounds of all the vain device Select by trouble frivolously nice , Resound through verse , and with a false pretence Support the dialogue , and pass for sense . Can things like ...
... voice shall with its own reflection talk , The closing sounds of all the vain device Select by trouble frivolously nice , Resound through verse , and with a false pretence Support the dialogue , and pass for sense . Can things like ...
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... here to choice , And stand elected by the public voice . All schemes are slighted which attempt to shine At once with strange and probable design ; ' Tis here a mean conceit , a vulgar view 6 Epist . I. EPISTLES CRITICAL.
... here to choice , And stand elected by the public voice . All schemes are slighted which attempt to shine At once with strange and probable design ; ' Tis here a mean conceit , a vulgar view 6 Epist . I. EPISTLES CRITICAL.
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... voice of majesty , When Writers rampant on Apollo call , And bid him enter and possess them all , And make his flames afford a wild pretence To keep them unrestrain❜d by common sense . Ah , sacred Verse ! lest Reason quit thy seat ...
... voice of majesty , When Writers rampant on Apollo call , And bid him enter and possess them all , And make his flames afford a wild pretence To keep them unrestrain❜d by common sense . Ah , sacred Verse ! lest Reason quit thy seat ...
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... voice , controling all the spells , With solemn utterance , thus the Moral tells : ' So Public Worth its enemies destroys , • Or Private Innocence itself enjoys . ' " Here all the Passions , for their greater sway , In all the power of ...
... voice , controling all the spells , With solemn utterance , thus the Moral tells : ' So Public Worth its enemies destroys , • Or Private Innocence itself enjoys . ' " Here all the Passions , for their greater sway , In all the power of ...
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... voice employ In sudden flushes of Concern or Joy : Then seem the sluices , which the Passions bound , To burst asunder with a speechless sound ; And then with tumult and surprize they roll , And 14 Epist . 1 . EPISTLES CRITICAL.
... voice employ In sudden flushes of Concern or Joy : Then seem the sluices , which the Passions bound , To burst asunder with a speechless sound ; And then with tumult and surprize they roll , And 14 Epist . 1 . EPISTLES CRITICAL.
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Sida 133 - How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Sida 122 - But towns unmann'd, and lords without a slave — And late the nation found, with fruitless skill, Its former strength was but plethoric ill. Yet, still the loss of wealth is here supplied By arts, the splendid wrecks of former pride : From these the feeble heart and long-fallen mind An easy compensation seem to find.
Sida 125 - That first excites desire, and then supplies. Unknown to them, when sensual pleasures cloy, To fill the languid pause with finer joy; Unknown those powers that raise the soul to flame, \ Catch every nerve, and vibrate through the frame : Their level life is but a...
Sida 118 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Sida 132 - Through tangled forests and through dangerous ways, Where beasts with man divided empire claim, And the brown Indian marks with murderous aim ; There, while above the giddy tempest flies, And all around distressful yells arise, The pensive exile, bending with his woe, To stop too fearful, and too faint to go, Casts a long look where England's glories shine, And bids his bosom sympathize with mine. Vain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind ; Why have I strayed...
Sida 121 - Whatever fruits in different climes are found, That proudly rise, or humbly court the ground — Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear, Whose bright succession decks the varied year — Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives, that blossom but to die — These here disporting own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil ; While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling hind.
Sida 122 - No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array, But winter lingering chills the lap of May ; No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest. Yet still, even here, content can spread a charm, Redress the clime, and all its rage disarm. Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts tho...
Sida 131 - Till half a patriot, half a coward grown, I fly from petty tyrants to the throne.
Sida 124 - At night returning, every labour sped, He sits him down the monarch of a shed ; Smiles by his cheerful fire, and round surveys His children's looks, that brighten at the blaze ; While his lov'd partner, boastful of her hoard, Displays her cleanly platter on the board: And haply too some pilgrim, thither led, With many a tale repays the nightly bed.
Sida 122 - No product here the barren hills afford, But man and steel, the soldier and his sword ; No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array, But winter lingering chills the lap of May ; No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest.