The Poetical Works of William Collins, 16. kötetBell and Daldy, 1866 - 102 oldal |
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... midst of that little knot of men of genius who enjoyed the precarious patronage of Frederick Prince of Wales . Mallet , and Quin , and Armstrong , and Collins's publisher , Millar , were of that roystering company who were ac- customed ...
... midst of that little knot of men of genius who enjoyed the precarious patronage of Frederick Prince of Wales . Mallet , and Quin , and Armstrong , and Collins's publisher , Millar , were of that roystering company who were ac- customed ...
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... like Abra loved ! ' a That these flowers are found in very great abundance in some of the provinces of Persia , see the Modern History of the ingenious Mr. Salmon . C. Yet , ' midst the blaze of courts , she 14 ECLOGUE III .
... like Abra loved ! ' a That these flowers are found in very great abundance in some of the provinces of Persia , see the Modern History of the ingenious Mr. Salmon . C. Yet , ' midst the blaze of courts , she 14 ECLOGUE III .
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William Collins. Yet , ' midst the blaze of courts , she fixed her love 40 On the cool fountain , or the shady grove ; Still , with the shepherd's innocence , her mind . To the sweet vale , and flowery mead , inclined ; And oft as spring ...
William Collins. Yet , ' midst the blaze of courts , she fixed her love 40 On the cool fountain , or the shady grove ; Still , with the shepherd's innocence , her mind . To the sweet vale , and flowery mead , inclined ; And oft as spring ...
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... to thine aid , To shield the shepherd , and protect the maid ! Far off , in thoughtless indolence resigned , Soft dreams of love and pleasure soothe his mind : 35 ' Midst fair sultanas lost in idle joy , No 18 ECLOGUE IV .
... to thine aid , To shield the shepherd , and protect the maid ! Far off , in thoughtless indolence resigned , Soft dreams of love and pleasure soothe his mind : 35 ' Midst fair sultanas lost in idle joy , No 18 ECLOGUE IV .
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William Collins. ' Midst fair sultanas lost in idle joy , No wars alarm him , and no fears annoy . AGIB . 40 Yet these green hills , in summer's sultry heat , Have lent the monarch oft a cool retreat . Sweet to the sight is Zabran's ...
William Collins. ' Midst fair sultanas lost in idle joy , No wars alarm him , and no fears annoy . AGIB . 40 Yet these green hills , in summer's sultry heat , Have lent the monarch oft a cool retreat . Sweet to the sight is Zabran's ...
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62. oldal - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kissed the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
50. oldal - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds or driving rain Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut That from the mountain's side Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
58. oldal - When Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Thronged around her magic cell...
71. oldal - They see the gliding ghosts unbodied troop. Or, if in sports, or on the festive green, Their destined glance some fated youth descry, Who now, perhaps, in lusty vigour seen, And rosy health, shall soon lamented die. For them the viewless forms of air obey; Their bidding heed, and at their beck repair: They know what spirit brews the stormful day, And, heartless, oft like moody madness, stare To see the phantom train their secret work prepare.
47. oldal - How sleep the brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
64. oldal - Then maids and youths shall linger here, And while its sounds at distance swell, Shall sadly seem in Pity's ear To hear the woodland pilgrim's knell.
26. oldal - O THOU by Nature taught To breathe her genuine thought, In numbers warmly pure, and sweetly strong : Who first, on mountains wild, In Fancy, loveliest child, Thy babe or Pleasure's, nurs'd the pow'rs of song ! Thou who with hermit heart Disdain'st the wealth of art...
59. oldal - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delightful measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail!
9. oldal - tis sweet o'er fields of rice to stray, Or scent the breathing maize at setting day ; Amidst the maids of Zagen's peaceful grove, Emyra sung the pleasing cares of love. Of Abra...
92. oldal - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.