The grave, a poem. To which are added An elegy in a country church-yard, by Gray. Death, a poem, by bishop Porteus [&c.].1804 |
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... mankind , and for their sakes defacing A whole creation's beauty with rude hands ; Blasting the foodful grain , the loaded branches , And marking all along its way with ruin . Accursed thing ! O where shall fancy find A proper name to ...
... mankind , and for their sakes defacing A whole creation's beauty with rude hands ; Blasting the foodful grain , the loaded branches , And marking all along its way with ruin . Accursed thing ! O where shall fancy find A proper name to ...
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... mankind . O great man - eater ! Whose ev'ry day is carnival , not sated yet ! Unheard of epicure without a fellow ! The variest gluttons do not always cram ; Some intervals of abstinence are sought To edge the appetite ; thou seckest ...
... mankind . O great man - eater ! Whose ev'ry day is carnival , not sated yet ! Unheard of epicure without a fellow ! The variest gluttons do not always cram ; Some intervals of abstinence are sought To edge the appetite ; thou seckest ...
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... mankind , The Son of God , thee foil'd . Him in thy pow'r Thou could'st not hold ; self - vigorous he rose , And shaking off thy fetters , soon retook Those spoils his voluntary yielding lent . ( Sure pledge of our releasement from thy ...
... mankind , The Son of God , thee foil'd . Him in thy pow'r Thou could'st not hold ; self - vigorous he rose , And shaking off thy fetters , soon retook Those spoils his voluntary yielding lent . ( Sure pledge of our releasement from thy ...
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... mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious Truth to hide , To quench the blushes of ingenuous Shame , Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame . Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife , Their ...
... mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious Truth to hide , To quench the blushes of ingenuous Shame , Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame . Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife , Their ...
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... Mankind . Young Nature saw The monstrous crew , and shook thro ' all her frame . Then fled her new - born lustre , then began Heaven's cheerful face to low'r then vapours choak'd The troubled air , and form'd a veil of clouds To hide ...
... Mankind . Young Nature saw The monstrous crew , and shook thro ' all her frame . Then fled her new - born lustre , then began Heaven's cheerful face to low'r then vapours choak'd The troubled air , and form'd a veil of clouds To hide ...
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The Grave, a Poem. to Which Are Added an Elegy in a Country Church-Yard, by ... Robert Blair Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2016 |
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Almighty arrow cross beneath Bishop Porteus bleeding blood bloom boast breath catholicons cheek cheer COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD cruel dæmon dark dead dead of night Death deep disarm'd dread drops dust E'en e'er earth endless pains ev'n ev'ry fair fame flatt'ring foul gen'ral gen'rous gentle gloomy groan hand hard hunted hast heart Heav'n honour'd horrors hour immortal song joys life's ling'ring liv'd live look loud mankind mansions Methinks mighty nature ne'er neighbours say night nought o'er Offer'd once pain paths of glory Peace pow'r promis'd proud Robert Blair round rouze rude ruin scarce scatter'd shew sight Smil'd smile sons soon soul sound spoils stamp'd strange stream sudden sweet swoln tale tell thee thick thine thing thou thro tomb twas tyrant vex'd warm weary WESTMINSTER ABBEY Whilst wreck wretch yonder younker youth
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Сторінка 29 - 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. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke...
Сторінка 32 - Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.' The Epitaph Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth, A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Сторінка 31 - With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by the unlettered muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Сторінка 29 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Сторінка 50 - 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.
Сторінка 50 - The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Сторінка 50 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Сторінка 31 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth...
Сторінка 3 - WHILST some affect the sun, and some the shade, Some flee the city, some the hermitage ; Their aims as various, as the roads they take In journeying through life ; — the task be mine To paint the gloomy horrors of the tomb ; Th' appointed place of rendezvous, where all These travellers meet.