Philosophia musarum, containing the songs and romances of the Piper's wallet, Pan, the Harmonia musarum and other miscellaneous poemsAlbion library Dyver, 1845 - 285 sidor |
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... frame , And I am left to die , Starved to contrition , while to Hell I seem about to fly . So you that would sic sins avoid , And a ' the woes they bring , Be kind to animals when young : And here I cease to sing . ( 53 ) BALLAD THE ...
... frame , And I am left to die , Starved to contrition , while to Hell I seem about to fly . So you that would sic sins avoid , And a ' the woes they bring , Be kind to animals when young : And here I cease to sing . ( 53 ) BALLAD THE ...
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... frame . Me . The mind is willing but the body weak . Da . Duty knows but one straight and certain path : All deviation from the right is wrong : Range with thy comrades , and bid coy Excuse Take flight and mix her fumes into the wind ...
... frame . Me . The mind is willing but the body weak . Da . Duty knows but one straight and certain path : All deviation from the right is wrong : Range with thy comrades , and bid coy Excuse Take flight and mix her fumes into the wind ...
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... frame his laws ; There must be compensation for the pain . Which every animal is doom'd to bear , Whether subjected to man's cursed sway , Or free to roam the forest unrestrained , In this mysterious vale of tears below ! Oft when the ...
... frame his laws ; There must be compensation for the pain . Which every animal is doom'd to bear , Whether subjected to man's cursed sway , Or free to roam the forest unrestrained , In this mysterious vale of tears below ! Oft when the ...
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Æneid alang anguid antient Atque auld Auld Lang Syne bear bell beneath blest bloom bonny Marie Boötes bow wow wow bower braes bright Bruges canibus charms cheer Chorus cock dear doth e'en e'er earth eternal eyes fair faithful flocks Flora flower fond Forster frae friends grace green greet grove Hark hath heart Heaven Hielan Hope Hourglass ilka illa Instow Quay Instow's Jove kiss lass lassie Lawlan life's light lute maid mair maun melancholly Melpomene mihi mind morn mortal Muse Nature night nunc o'er odes philosophy Philostratus Phrenology poetry poets poison'd Polyhymnia Pyrrho quæ Queen quod retributive justice rose roun round scenes Shargs Shepherd sing song soon soul sound stars sweet Tallyo thee things thou tibi Urania Venus verses Virgin wassail wild y'er Zampa
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Sida xvi - Which men call earth; and, with low-thoughted care, Confined and pester'd in this pinfold here, Strive to keep up a frail and feverish being, Unmindful of the crown that Virtue gives, After this mortal change, to her true servants, Amongst the enthroned gods on sainted seats.
Sida xv - I said in mine heart, God shall judge the righteous and the wicked: for there is a time there for every purpose and for every work. I said in mine heart concerning the estate of the sons of men, that God might manifest them, and that they might see that they themselves are beasts. For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts; even one thing befalleth them: as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast: for all is...
Sida xxvii - Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Sida xvi - Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their just hands on that golden key That opes the palace of eternity.
Sida 111 - Ideality unshaken By facts or theory, whose spell Maddens the soul and fires our beacon. Whom memory tortures, love deludes, Whom circumspection fills with dread. On every organ he obtrudes, Until Destruction o'er his head Impends ; then mad with luckless strife, He volunteers the loss of life. And canst...
Sida xxvii - So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and, with new spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
Sida 108 - Tho' now so hollow, dead, and cold ; For in thy form is yet descried The traces left of young desire ; The Painter's art, the...