Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and to Comprise, in One Volume, the Beauties of English PoetryBaldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1817 - 260 стор. |
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... , The important business of your life is love : To this great point direct your constant aim , This makes your happiness , and this your fame . Be never cool reserve with passion join'd : With caution N 3 SELECT POEMS . 137.
... , The important business of your life is love : To this great point direct your constant aim , This makes your happiness , and this your fame . Be never cool reserve with passion join'd : With caution N 3 SELECT POEMS . 137.
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... passion join'd : With caution choose ; but then be fondly kind . The selfish heart , that but by halves is given , Shall find no place in Love's delightful heaven ; Here sweet extremes alone can truly bless- The virtue of a lover is ...
... passion join'd : With caution choose ; but then be fondly kind . The selfish heart , that but by halves is given , Shall find no place in Love's delightful heaven ; Here sweet extremes alone can truly bless- The virtue of a lover is ...
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... passion paced along All in the moony light ; ' Twas near an old enchanted court , Where sportive fairies made resort To revel out the night . His heart was drear , his hope was cross'd , " Twas late , ' twas far , the path was lost That ...
... passion paced along All in the moony light ; ' Twas near an old enchanted court , Where sportive fairies made resort To revel out the night . His heart was drear , his hope was cross'd , " Twas late , ' twas far , the path was lost That ...
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... passion , cleeped fear , Hangs flagging in the sky . " With that , Sir Topaz , hapless youth ! In accents faltering , ay for ruth , Intreats them pity graunt ; " For als he been a mister wight Betray'd by wandering in the night To tread ...
... passion , cleeped fear , Hangs flagging in the sky . " With that , Sir Topaz , hapless youth ! In accents faltering , ay for ruth , Intreats them pity graunt ; " For als he been a mister wight Betray'd by wandering in the night To tread ...
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... as ours ? The groves may perhaps be as fair , And the face of the valleys as fine ; The swains may in manners compare , But their love is not equal to mine . III . SOLICITUDE . WHY will you my passion reprove 160 SELECT POEMS .
... as ours ? The groves may perhaps be as fair , And the face of the valleys as fine ; The swains may in manners compare , But their love is not equal to mine . III . SOLICITUDE . WHY will you my passion reprove 160 SELECT POEMS .
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Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and ... E. Tomkins Повний перегляд - 1804 |
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Amid art thou beauty Beneath bird bless bliss bloom bosom bower breast breath bright call'd charms cheek cheer Crazy Jane dear delight E'en e'er earth Edwin eyes fair fair Lady fairies fate fix'd flow flower fond gay Nature gentle gloom glow grace grove hand happy hear heart heaven holy hour lamp at midnight light live lubber fiend lyre maid mind Mirth morn mourn muse Musidora Nature's ne'er never night nymph o'er pain passion peace Philomel pity pleasing pleasure praise pride rest rise round shade shine sigh sing skies smiling smiling train soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spring stamp'd swain sweet tale tear tender Thaïs thee thine thou thought Timotheus touch of joy train trembling Tryphiodorus Twas vale virtue voice warbling WILLIAM MELMOTH wind wings youth
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Сторінка 134 - Of grateful evening mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of Heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night With this her solemn bird; nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Сторінка 55 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
Сторінка 135 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Сторінка 171 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Сторінка 94 - 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 92 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined • Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
Сторінка 91 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; 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, Awaits alike th
Сторінка 174 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Сторінка 240 - And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast array'd, Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neigh'd, To join the dreadful revelry. Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rush'd the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven, Far flash'd the red artillery.
Сторінка 125 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation...