A Collection of Eighteenth Century VerseMargaret Lynn Macmillan, 1907 - 484 oldal |
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39. oldal
... kind ! and draw a silent veil ! Thy native England's vices to conceal . Or if that task's impossible to do , At least be just , and shew her virtues too ! Too great , the first ! alas , the last too few ! England unknown as yet ...
... kind ! and draw a silent veil ! Thy native England's vices to conceal . Or if that task's impossible to do , At least be just , and shew her virtues too ! Too great , the first ! alas , the last too few ! England unknown as yet ...
53. oldal
... kind occasion prompts their warm desires , When music softens , and when dancing fires ? ' Tis but their sylph , the wise celestials know , Though honour is the name with men below . " Some nymphs there are , too conscious of their face ...
... kind occasion prompts their warm desires , When music softens , and when dancing fires ? ' Tis but their sylph , the wise celestials know , Though honour is the name with men below . " Some nymphs there are , too conscious of their face ...
59. oldal
... kind . 75 Some in the fields of purest ether play , And bask and whiten in the blaze of day . Some guide the course of wand'ring orbs on high , Or roll the planets through the boundless sky . Some less refined , beneath the moon's pale ...
... kind . 75 Some in the fields of purest ether play , And bask and whiten in the blaze of day . Some guide the course of wand'ring orbs on high , Or roll the planets through the boundless sky . Some less refined , beneath the moon's pale ...
79. oldal
... kind domestic tear Pleased thy pale ghost , or graced thy mournful bier . By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed , By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed , By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned , By strangers honoured , and ...
... kind domestic tear Pleased thy pale ghost , or graced thy mournful bier . By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed , By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed , By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned , By strangers honoured , and ...
85. oldal
... kind , this due degree Of blindness , weakness , heav'n bestows on thee . Submit in this , or any other sphere , 270 275 280 285 Secure to be as blessed as thou canst bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing Pow'r , Or in the natal , or ...
... kind , this due degree Of blindness , weakness , heav'n bestows on thee . Submit in this , or any other sphere , 270 275 280 285 Secure to be as blessed as thou canst bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing Pow'r , Or in the natal , or ...
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85. oldal - All nature is but art, unknown to thee ; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see ; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good. And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear,
322. oldal - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
327. oldal - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
254. oldal - 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.
255. oldal - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
244. oldal - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
326. oldal - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place : The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door ; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day ; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
56. oldal - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
329. oldal - 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 fenceless limits strayed He drives his flock to pick the scanty blade, Those fenceless fields the sons of wealth divide, And even the bare-worn common is denied.
23. oldal - The princes applaud with a furious joy ; And the king seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy ; Thais led the way, To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy.