A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Volym 4Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 |
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... last , But in life's practic lear unfkill'd and rude , Forth to that forked bill they filent pac'd ; Where hid in ftudious fhades their fruitless hours they XXXIV . Others of rich and noble lineage bred , [ wafte . Though with the crowd ...
... last , But in life's practic lear unfkill'd and rude , Forth to that forked bill they filent pac'd ; Where hid in ftudious fhades their fruitless hours they XXXIV . Others of rich and noble lineage bred , [ wafte . Though with the crowd ...
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... last fucceed . The beauteous union must appear at length , Of Tuscan fancy , and Athenian strength : One greater Muse Eliza's reign adorn , And ev❜n a Shakespear to her fame be born ! Yet ah ! fo bright her morning's opening ray , In ...
... last fucceed . The beauteous union must appear at length , Of Tuscan fancy , and Athenian strength : One greater Muse Eliza's reign adorn , And ev❜n a Shakespear to her fame be born ! Yet ah ! fo bright her morning's opening ray , In ...
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... last present Thy vengeful image in the midnight tent , Thy hand unseen the secret death shall bear , Blunt the weak fword , and break th ' oppreffive fpear . Where - e'er we turn , by Fancy charm'd , we find Some fweet illufion of the ...
... last present Thy vengeful image in the midnight tent , Thy hand unseen the secret death shall bear , Blunt the weak fword , and break th ' oppreffive fpear . Where - e'er we turn , by Fancy charm'd , we find Some fweet illufion of the ...
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... last resort , bereft , By friends , by kindred , by my lover , left . Oh ! frail dependence of confiding fools ! On lovers oaths , or friendship's facred rules , How weak in modern hearts , too late I find , Monimia's fall'n , and ...
... last resort , bereft , By friends , by kindred , by my lover , left . Oh ! frail dependence of confiding fools ! On lovers oaths , or friendship's facred rules , How weak in modern hearts , too late I find , Monimia's fall'n , and ...
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... last in those dear arms , On that lov'd face but fix my closing eye , Permitted where I might not live to die , My foften❜d fate I would accuse no more ; But fate has no fuch happiness in store . ' Tis past , ' tis done - what gleam of ...
... last in those dear arms , On that lov'd face but fix my closing eye , Permitted where I might not live to die , My foften❜d fate I would accuse no more ; But fate has no fuch happiness in store . ' Tis past , ' tis done - what gleam of ...
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Sida 6 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Sida 11 - 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.
Sida 176 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
Sida 390 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Sida 177 - He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Sida 8 - Lot forbad : nor circumscrib'd alone Their growing Virtues, but their Crimes confin'd ; Forbad to wade through Slaughter to a Throne, And...
Sida 168 - LET observation with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
Sida 10 - Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Sida 282 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Sida 172 - To better features yields the frame of gold; For now no more we trace in ev'ry line Heroic worth, benevolence divine: The form distorted justifies the fall, And Detestation rids th