Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged in Six VolumesJ. Roach, 1792 |
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... fwain , And there his pamper'd lord ; the cup goes round , * Every one muft fooner or later go the way of all flesh , and know by happy or dreadful experience , all that can be known , of death and a future ftate . D And And who fo ...
... fwain , And there his pamper'd lord ; the cup goes round , * Every one muft fooner or later go the way of all flesh , and know by happy or dreadful experience , all that can be known , of death and a future ftate . D And And who fo ...
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... fwain may fay , Oft ' have we feen him , at the peep of dawn , Brushing with hafty fteps , the dews away , To meet the fun upon the upland lawn . There , at the foot of yonder nodding beech , That writhes its old fantaftic roots fo high ...
... fwain may fay , Oft ' have we feen him , at the peep of dawn , Brushing with hafty fteps , the dews away , To meet the fun upon the upland lawn . There , at the foot of yonder nodding beech , That writhes its old fantaftic roots fo high ...
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... lifts him to the ftorms ; D 2 And * Such are the innocent and unenvied pleasures of the rural fwain ; how much fuperior to the guilty joys of wealth's gay fons in town ! And as a child , when fearing founds moleft , [ 39 ] .
... lifts him to the ftorms ; D 2 And * Such are the innocent and unenvied pleasures of the rural fwain ; how much fuperior to the guilty joys of wealth's gay fons in town ! And as a child , when fearing founds moleft , [ 39 ] .
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... fwain , Together join , and toil upon the plain . With blended voice of joy , they wake the gale , While honeft glee refounds from vale to vale , See too , amidst the heat , a fimple scene ! From whence this noise ? what can this tumult ...
... fwain , Together join , and toil upon the plain . With blended voice of joy , they wake the gale , While honeft glee refounds from vale to vale , See too , amidst the heat , a fimple scene ! From whence this noise ? what can this tumult ...
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... fwain miftruftlefs of his fmutted face , While fecret laughter titter'd round the place ; The bathful virgin's fide - long looks of love , The matron's glance that would thofe looks reprove . Thefe were thy charms , fweet village ...
... fwain miftruftlefs of his fmutted face , While fecret laughter titter'd round the place ; The bathful virgin's fide - long looks of love , The matron's glance that would thofe looks reprove . Thefe were thy charms , fweet village ...
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Abelard arms beauteous befide Bertram bleffings blefs'd bleft blifs bofom breaft BRINKBURN Priory caft charms clofe dæmon death defire diff'rent duft Emma Emma's ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fear fecret feek fhade fhall fhare fhine fhould fide fighs filence firft fkies flame fleep fmiling foft folemn fome fond fons foon forrow foul fpread frike ftands ftate fteps ftill ftream fuch fwain fweet grave guife heart Heaven Henry Hermit juft laft lefs loft lord lov'd maid manfion mankind mind mofs muft muſt ne'er night Northumberland Nut-brown Maid o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion pain PERCY pleaſure pow'r praife pray'r pride raiſe Reafon reft rife rofe round tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro toil tomb truth uſe virtue wand'ring Warkworth wealth weep Whilft whofe wretch young youth
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Сторінка 55 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Сторінка 58 - 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 14 - And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave. Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's...
Сторінка 2 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Сторінка 16 - Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day ; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing, But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling...
Сторінка 60 - 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. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Сторінка 5 - I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, 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 book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw...
Сторінка 24 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...
Сторінка 38 - While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind: As in those domes, where...
Сторінка 54 - Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.