A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Parnell. Garth. Rowe. Addison. Hughes. Sheffield. Prior. Congreve. Blackmore. Fenton. Granville. YaldenJohn & Arthur Arch, ... and for Bell & Bradfute & I. Mundell & Company, Edinburgh., 1795 |
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... bring thy mountain - fifter , Exercise . Call'd by thy lovely voice , fhe turns her pace , Her winding horn proclaims the finish'd chace ; She mounts the rocks , the fkims the level plain , Dogs , hawks , and horfes , crowd her early ...
... bring thy mountain - fifter , Exercise . Call'd by thy lovely voice , fhe turns her pace , Her winding horn proclaims the finish'd chace ; She mounts the rocks , the fkims the level plain , Dogs , hawks , and horfes , crowd her early ...
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... Bring Homer , Virgil , Taffo near , To pile a facred altar here ; Hold , boy , thy hand out - runs thy wit , You reach'd the plays that Dennis writ ; You reach'd me Philips ' ruftic strain ; Pray take your mortal bards again . Come ...
... Bring Homer , Virgil , Taffo near , To pile a facred altar here ; Hold , boy , thy hand out - runs thy wit , You reach'd the plays that Dennis writ ; You reach'd me Philips ' ruftic strain ; Pray take your mortal bards again . Come ...
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... bring thy heart to know The joys which from religion flow : Then every grace fhall prove its guest , And I'll be there to crown the reft . Oh ! by yonder moffy seat , In my hours of sweet retreat , Might I thus my foul employ , With ...
... bring thy heart to know The joys which from religion flow : Then every grace fhall prove its guest , And I'll be there to crown the reft . Oh ! by yonder moffy seat , In my hours of sweet retreat , Might I thus my foul employ , With ...
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... bring the cure ; Up the mountains , o'er the vales , Through the woods , and down the dales For this , if full the cluster grow , Your bowls fhall doubly overflow . So cheer'd with more officious hafte They bring the dung 42 OF PARNELL ...
... bring the cure ; Up the mountains , o'er the vales , Through the woods , and down the dales For this , if full the cluster grow , Your bowls fhall doubly overflow . So cheer'd with more officious hafte They bring the dung 42 OF PARNELL ...
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So cheer'd with more officious hafte They bring the dung of every beaft ; The loads they wheel , the roots they bare , They lay the rich manure with care ; While oft he calls to labour hard , And names as oft the red reward . The plants ...
So cheer'd with more officious hafte They bring the dung of every beaft ; The loads they wheel , the roots they bare , They lay the rich manure with care ; While oft he calls to labour hard , And names as oft the red reward . The plants ...
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Сторінка 5 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Сторінка 295 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...
Сторінка 310 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Сторінка 472 - ... or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
Сторінка 211 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
Сторінка 237 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Сторінка 130 - Then to her new love let her go, And deck her in golden array, Be finest at...
Сторінка 414 - To John I ow'd great obligation ; But John unhappily thought fit To publish it to all the nation : Sure John and I are more than quit.
Сторінка 224 - Which of the two to choose, slavery or death ! No, let us rise at once, gird on our swords, And, at the head of our remaining troops, Attack the foe, break through the thick array Of his throng"d legions, and charge home upon him.
Сторінка 6 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...