Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and to Comprise, in One Volume, the Beauties of English PoetryBaldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1817 - 260 páginas |
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... sight . " " This is a shocking story , ' faith ; Yet there's some comfort still , " says Death : " Each strives your sadness to amuse , I warrant you hear all the news . " " There's none , ” cries he ; " and if there were , I'm grown so ...
... sight . " " This is a shocking story , ' faith ; Yet there's some comfort still , " says Death : " Each strives your sadness to amuse , I warrant you hear all the news . " " There's none , ” cries he ; " and if there were , I'm grown so ...
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... gold the village spire . Philomel forsakes the thorn , Plaintive where she prates at night , And the lark , to meet the morn , Soars beyond the shepherd's sight . HOR From the low - roof'd cottage ridge See the chattering SELECT POEMS . 23.
... gold the village spire . Philomel forsakes the thorn , Plaintive where she prates at night , And the lark , to meet the morn , Soars beyond the shepherd's sight . HOR From the low - roof'd cottage ridge See the chattering SELECT POEMS . 23.
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... , Yet could not cease to love . Denied her sight , he oft behind The spreading hawthorn crept , To snatch a glance , to mark the spot Where Emma walk'd and wept . Oft too on Stanmore's wintry waste , Beneath the moonlight 34 SELECT POEMS .
... , Yet could not cease to love . Denied her sight , he oft behind The spreading hawthorn crept , To snatch a glance , to mark the spot Where Emma walk'd and wept . Oft too on Stanmore's wintry waste , Beneath the moonlight 34 SELECT POEMS .
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... sight With pleasure and surprise ; To thy unspotted shrine I bow ; Assist thy modest suppliant's vow , That breathes no wild desires : But , taught by thy unerring rules To shun the fruitless wish of fools , To nobler views aspires ...
... sight With pleasure and surprise ; To thy unspotted shrine I bow ; Assist thy modest suppliant's vow , That breathes no wild desires : But , taught by thy unerring rules To shun the fruitless wish of fools , To nobler views aspires ...
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... sight - seem'd bursting from his head . Thy numbers , JEALOUSY , to nought were fix'd : Sad proof of thy distressful state ; Of differing themes the veering song was mix'd ; And , now , it courted Love ; now , raving , call'd on Hate ...
... sight - seem'd bursting from his head . Thy numbers , JEALOUSY , to nought were fix'd : Sad proof of thy distressful state ; Of differing themes the veering song was mix'd ; And , now , it courted Love ; now , raving , call'd on Hate ...
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Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and ... E. Tomkins Visualização integral - 1804 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Amid art thou beauty Beneath bird bless bliss bloom bosom bower breast breath bright call'd charms cheek cheer Crazy Jane dear delight E'en e'er earth Edwin eyes fair fair Lady fairies fate fix'd flow flower fond gay Nature gentle gloom glow grace grove hand happy hear heart heaven holy hour lamp at midnight light live lubber fiend lyre maid mind Mirth morn mourn muse Musidora Nature's ne'er never night nymph o'er pain passion peace Philomel pity pleasing pleasure praise pride rest rise round shade shine sigh sing skies smiling smiling train soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spring stamp'd swain sweet tale tear tender Thaïs thee thine thou thought Timotheus touch of joy train trembling Tryphiodorus Twas vale virtue voice warbling WILLIAM MELMOTH wind wings youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 134 - Of grateful evening mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of Heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night With this her solemn bird; nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Página 55 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
Página 135 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Página 171 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 94 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Página 92 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined • Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
Página 91 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power. And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
Página 174 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 240 - And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast array'd, Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neigh'd, To join the dreadful revelry. Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rush'd the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven, Far flash'd the red artillery.
Página 125 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation...