PoemsR. Horsfield, 1764 - 318 стор. |
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Сторінка 9 - gan. droop her princely mein, ** Eke Florimel, and all my Faery race: " Belinda far furpaft by beauties fheen, " Belinda, fubject meet for fuch foft lay I ween. IV. " Like as in villag'd troop of birdlings trim, " Where Chanticleer his red creft high doth hold, ** And quaking Ducks, that wont in lake to fwim, *' And Turkeys proud, and Pigeons nothing bold; " If chance the Peacock doth his plumes unfold...
Сторінка 11 - Of all the train! Poet, in whom conjoin'd " All that to ear, or heart, or head, could yield " Rapture; harmonious, manly, clear, fublime ! " Accept this gratulation: may it chear " -Thy finking foul; nor thefe corporeal ills
Сторінка 210 - Save where the flood o'er mountains rude Tumbled his tide amain : And Echo from th' impending wood Resounded the hoarse strain ; While from the north the sullen gale With hollow whistlings shook the vale ; Dismal notes, and answer'd soon By savage howl the heaths among, What time the wolf doth bay the trembling moon, And thin the bleating throng.
Сторінка 13 - Is hung on high, to poison half mankind. All fame is foreign but of true desert, Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart...
Сторінка 173 - H is is the secret centre of the isle : Here, Romans, pause, and let the eye of wonder Gaze on the solemn scene : behold yon oak, How stern he frowns, and with his broad brown arms Chills the pale plain beneath him...
Сторінка 79 - How nobly does this venerable wood, Gilt with the glories of the orient sun, Embosom yon fair mansion ! The soft air Salutes me with most cool and temp'rate breath ; And, as I tread, the flow'r-besprinkled lawn Sends up a gale of fragrance. I should guess, If e'er Content deign'd visit mortal clime, This was her place of dearest residence.
Сторінка 69 - Not sink and slumber in your cells of clay. Know, ye were form'd to range yon azure field, In yon ethereal founts of bliss to lave ; Force then, secure in Faith's protecting shield, The sting from Death, the vict'ry from the Grave.
Сторінка 68 - And menac'd oft, and oft withheld the blow : To give reflection time, with lenient art, Each fond delusion from her soul to steal; Teach her from folly peaceably to part, • And wean her from a world she lov'd so well.
Сторінка 222 - Cast his broad eye upon the wild of ocean, And calm'd it with a glance : then plunging deep His mighty arm, pluck'd from its dark domain This throne of freedom, lifted it to light, Girt it with silver cliffs, and call'd it Britain : He did, and will preserve it.
Сторінка 71 - Go, wiser ye, that flutter Life away, Crown with the mantling juice the goblet high ; Weave the light dance, with festive freedom gay, And live your moment, since the next ye die. Yet know, vain Sceptics, know, th...