The Nursery Garland: Being a Selection of Short, Classical Poems, Adapted to Very Early Youth; Respectfully Inscribed to the Mothers of FamiliesJ. Harris, 1801 - 172 páginas |
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... Father and Jupiter Gay 163 · Verses Written on the Sands at Cromer , in Nor- folk Pratt 165 The Snail and the Frog . A Fable . Mavor ibid . · Adam and Eve's Morning Hymn Milton 168 Verses on a Tear A Wish · Rogers 170 • Rogers 171 THE ...
... Father and Jupiter Gay 163 · Verses Written on the Sands at Cromer , in Nor- folk Pratt 165 The Snail and the Frog . A Fable . Mavor ibid . · Adam and Eve's Morning Hymn Milton 168 Verses on a Tear A Wish · Rogers 170 • Rogers 171 THE ...
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... father's law , Or mocks his mother's word ? What heavy guilt upon him lies ! How curfed is his name ! The ravens fhall pick out his eyes , And eagles eat the fame . B But those who worthip God , and give Their parents Obedience to Parents.
... father's law , Or mocks his mother's word ? What heavy guilt upon him lies ! How curfed is his name ! The ravens fhall pick out his eyes , And eagles eat the fame . B But those who worthip God , and give Their parents Obedience to Parents.
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... Father ! grant me this ; Grant it all , as well as me , All whofe hearts are fix'd on thee ; Who revere thy son above , Who thy facred spirit love . PARNELL , HYMN FOR NOON . THE fun is fwiftly mounted high , It glitters in the fouthern ...
... Father ! grant me this ; Grant it all , as well as me , All whofe hearts are fix'd on thee ; Who revere thy son above , Who thy facred spirit love . PARNELL , HYMN FOR NOON . THE fun is fwiftly mounted high , It glitters in the fouthern ...
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... Father's promis'd Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount , thrice holy fire , Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come , and thy facred unction bring To fanctify us , while we fing . Plenteous of grace , descend from high , Rich in thy ...
... Father's promis'd Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount , thrice holy fire , Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come , and thy facred unction bring To fanctify us , while we fing . Plenteous of grace , descend from high , Rich in thy ...
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... Father , and the Son , by thee . Immortal honour , endlefs fame , Attend th ' Almighty Father's name ; The Saviour Son be glorify'd , Who for loft man's redemption ' dy'd : And equal adoration be , Eternal Paraclete , to thee . DRYDEN ...
... Father , and the Son , by thee . Immortal honour , endlefs fame , Attend th ' Almighty Father's name ; The Saviour Son be glorify'd , Who for loft man's redemption ' dy'd : And equal adoration be , Eternal Paraclete , to thee . DRYDEN ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
ANWYLL beams beauty Belfield beſt blaſt bleffings bleft blifs bloom bofom breaſt breath caft canker-worm charms Churchill crown'd darkneſs dear delight dwell earth EDMUND EDWARD Elinor eternal ev'ry facred fafe fair fame fate fcene fear feek feems ferene fhade fhall fhine fhould figh filent fing fleep flower fmile foft fome fong foon foothe forrow foul ftar ftill ftore ftrain ftream fuch fupply furveys fweet glory grace hand happy heart Heaven hour Howard marks lefs light mind Miss Onslow misty mountains moffy morn mourn Mufe MYLO night nymph o'er paffions peace pity pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r praiſe pride purſue rife rill rofe round ſhade ſhall ſhare ſkies ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread Spring ſtill ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thou thouſand thro toil treaſure truth vale Virtue wakeful eye Whofe Wiſdom youth
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Página 159 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Página 103 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe.
Página 158 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Página 158 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Página 89 - It is a period nowhere to be found In all the hoary registers of time, Unless perchance in the fool's calendar. Wisdom disclaims the word, nor" holds society With those who own it.
Página 93 - How fair is the Rose ! what a beautiful flower ! The glory of April and May : But the leaves are beginning to fade in an hour, And they wither and die in a day. Yet the Rose has one powerful virtue to boast, Above all the flowers of the field ! When its leaves are all dead and...
Página 116 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there, where to be born and die, Of rich and poor makes all the history ; Enough, that Virtue fill'd the space between ; Prov'd by the ends of being, to have been.
Página 13 - I HATE that drum's discordant sound, Parading round, and round, and round : To thoughtless youth it pleasure yields, And lures from cities and from fields, To sell their liberty for charms Of tawdry lace and glittering arms ; And when Ambition's voice commands, To march, and fight, and fall in foreign lands.
Página 121 - 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...
Página 115 - Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain.