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... face , and make Clorinda fair : There Cupids fling their darts in every song , While Nature stands neglected all along : Till the teaz'd hearer , vex'd at last to find One constant object still assault the mind , Admires no more at ...
... face , and make Clorinda fair : There Cupids fling their darts in every song , While Nature stands neglected all along : Till the teaz'd hearer , vex'd at last to find One constant object still assault the mind , Admires no more at ...
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... face Bring every feature's corresponding grace , With near approaches in expression flow , And take the turn their pattern loves to show ; As in a glass the shadows meet the fair , And dress and practise with resembling air . Thus Truth ...
... face Bring every feature's corresponding grace , With near approaches in expression flow , And take the turn their pattern loves to show ; As in a glass the shadows meet the fair , And dress and practise with resembling air . Thus Truth ...
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... face , A mongrel - mixture , and a motley - race ; With those the mountains must be always bleak , And no kind north wind stir the sleeping lake ; But ever - fanning breezes cool the morn , And suns red - rising the grey dawn adorn ...
... face , A mongrel - mixture , and a motley - race ; With those the mountains must be always bleak , And no kind north wind stir the sleeping lake ; But ever - fanning breezes cool the morn , And suns red - rising the grey dawn adorn ...
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... face the Druid's mantle falls : Along the park , beneath the quivering trees , I walk retir'd , and court the cooling breeze , Where the tall elms project the brownest shade , There oft the Muses wander through the glade ; There oft I ...
... face the Druid's mantle falls : Along the park , beneath the quivering trees , I walk retir'd , and court the cooling breeze , Where the tall elms project the brownest shade , There oft the Muses wander through the glade ; There oft I ...
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... face betrays a fault within . If grave , ' tis spleen ; he smiles but to deride ; And downright aukwardness in him is pride . Thus must he steer through fame's uncertain seas , Now sunk by censure , and now puff'd by praise ; Contempt ...
... face betrays a fault within . If grave , ' tis spleen ; he smiles but to deride ; And downright aukwardness in him is pride . Thus must he steer through fame's uncertain seas , Now sunk by censure , and now puff'd by praise ; Contempt ...
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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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Página 133 - How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 131 - Till half a patriot, half a coward grown, I fly from petty tyrants to the throne.
Página 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.
Página 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.