Smart, Wilkie, P. Whitehead, Fawkes, Lovibond, Harte, Langhorne, Goldsmith, Armstrong, JohnsonAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... stood confess'd Sole sultana of my breast ; For you eclips'd , supremely fair , All the whole seraglio there . In this her mien , in that her grace , In a third I lov'd a face ; But you in ev'ry feature shine Universally divine . What ...
... stood confess'd Sole sultana of my breast ; For you eclips'd , supremely fair , All the whole seraglio there . In this her mien , in that her grace , In a third I lov'd a face ; But you in ev'ry feature shine Universally divine . What ...
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... stood o'er me with his threat'ning When reason left me in the time of need , And sense was lost in terrour or in trance , My sinking soul was with my blood inflam'd , And the celestial image sunk , defac'd and maim'd . I sent back ...
... stood o'er me with his threat'ning When reason left me in the time of need , And sense was lost in terrour or in trance , My sinking soul was with my blood inflam'd , And the celestial image sunk , defac'd and maim'd . I sent back ...
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... stood the conqueror , on his troops He sent his looks enliv'ning as the Sun's , But on his foes frown'd agony , and death . On his left side in bright emblazonry His falchion burn'd ; forth from his sevenfold shield A basilisk shot ...
... stood the conqueror , on his troops He sent his looks enliv'ning as the Sun's , But on his foes frown'd agony , and death . On his left side in bright emblazonry His falchion burn'd ; forth from his sevenfold shield A basilisk shot ...
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... stood a handsome young fellow holding a personage , dressed in blue silk , by the ear ; " the very worsted still looked black and blue . " There were many other curious figures , but out of a shameful laziness has our poet omitted them ...
... stood a handsome young fellow holding a personage , dressed in blue silk , by the ear ; " the very worsted still looked black and blue . " There were many other curious figures , but out of a shameful laziness has our poet omitted them ...
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... stood . " Ye laughter - loving pow'rs , ye gods of mirth , What ! not regard my deputy on Earth ? Whose chymic skill turns brass to gold with ease , And out of Cibber forges Socrates ? Whose genius makes consistencies to fight , And ...
... stood . " Ye laughter - loving pow'rs , ye gods of mirth , What ! not regard my deputy on Earth ? Whose chymic skill turns brass to gold with ease , And out of Cibber forges Socrates ? Whose genius makes consistencies to fight , And ...
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Seite 80 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Seite 495 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Seite 97 - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain. And drinking largely sobers us again.
Seite 494 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly!
Seite 494 - All but yon widowed, solitary thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring ; She, wretched matron — forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread...
Seite 494 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
Seite 502 - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see, Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restor'd to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And ev'ry care resign: And shall we never, never part, My life, — my all that's mine. "No, never, from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Seite 495 - Has robb'd the neighbouring fields of half their growth; His seat, where solitary sports are seen, Indignant spurns the cottage from the green; Around the world each needful product flies, For all the luxuries the world supplies; While thus the land, adorn'd for pleasure all, In barren splendour feebly waits the fall.
Seite 495 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Seite 495 - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.