The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 71804 |
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... native lawns the stray'd , And wrestling with the lambkins play'd ; Her looks diffufive ( weets bequeath'd , The breeze grew purer as the breath'd , The morn her radiant blush affum'd , The fpring with earlier fragrance bloom'd , And ...
... native lawns the stray'd , And wrestling with the lambkins play'd ; Her looks diffufive ( weets bequeath'd , The breeze grew purer as the breath'd , The morn her radiant blush affum'd , The fpring with earlier fragrance bloom'd , And ...
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... native ray . Where - e'er the paffes , thousands bend , And thousands , where the moves , attend ; Her ways obfervant eyes confefs , Her steps pursuing praises blefs ; While to the elevated Maid Oblations , as to heav'n , are paid ...
... native ray . Where - e'er the paffes , thousands bend , And thousands , where the moves , attend ; Her ways obfervant eyes confefs , Her steps pursuing praises blefs ; While to the elevated Maid Oblations , as to heav'n , are paid ...
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... native of the skies , Lovely penitent , arife , Calm thy bofom , clear thy brow , Virtue is thy fifter now . More delightful are my woes , Than the rapture , pleasure knows ; Richer far the weeds I bring , Than the robes , that grace a ...
... native of the skies , Lovely penitent , arife , Calm thy bofom , clear thy brow , Virtue is thy fifter now . More delightful are my woes , Than the rapture , pleasure knows ; Richer far the weeds I bring , Than the robes , that grace a ...
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... derive their luftre ? From native honour , and devotion ? O yes , a mighty likely notion ! Trust me , from titled dames to spinners , ' Tis I make faints , whoe'er makes sinners ; ' Tis I inftru & t them to withdraw , 26 POEMS . MOORE'S.
... derive their luftre ? From native honour , and devotion ? O yes , a mighty likely notion ! Trust me , from titled dames to spinners , ' Tis I make faints , whoe'er makes sinners ; ' Tis I inftru & t them to withdraw , 26 POEMS . MOORE'S.
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... native fhade , And longs to grafp his waggon and his fpade ; Heedles of ev'ry charm , of ev'ry grace , That forms the godddefs in Fitzwalter's face , That lends to Finch her majefty of mien- He would not change his Sufan for a queen ...
... native fhade , And longs to grafp his waggon and his fpade ; Heedles of ev'ry charm , of ev'ry grace , That forms the godddefs in Fitzwalter's face , That lends to Finch her majefty of mien- He would not change his Sufan for a queen ...
Termos e frases comuns
Amyntor beauty behold beneath bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft charms defire diftant DIONE ECLOGUE erft ev'n eyes FABLE facred fafe faid fair fame fate fcene fcorn fecret feek feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhine fhore fhould fide figh fing fire firft fkies flain flame fleep fmile foft fome fong fons foon forrow foul fpread fpring ftill ftream fuch fure fwain fweet fwell grace grove guife hand heart heaven honour hour juft laft lefs loft lov'd LYCIDAS lyre maid mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion pain PARTHENIA plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reafon reft rife rofe round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſky ſtate ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou toil tongue train Twas vale vex'd virtue whofe whoſe youth
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Página 278 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 276 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Página 281 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...
Página 60 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Página 278 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Página 279 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 278 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Página 282 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...
Página 278 - To thee he gave the heavenly birth, And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged Nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
Página 68 - The royal lover bore her from the plain ; Yet still her crook and bleating flock remain: Oft, as she went, she backward turn'd her view, And bade that crook and bleating flock adieu. Fair, happy maid ! to other...