Musapædia, or Miscellany poems, never before printed. By several members of the Oxford poetical club, late of Eton and WestminsterR. Francklin, 1719 - 152 oldal |
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16. oldal
... Numbers by his mighty Prowess fell ; By you anenvy'd , boaft the Warrior's Charms , T His tatter'd Enfigns , and his captive Arms ; bla Whilft you , great Sir , far nobler Vi & Whilft [ 16 ] Howe'er-henceforth may't thou without Moleft ...
... Numbers by his mighty Prowess fell ; By you anenvy'd , boaft the Warrior's Charms , T His tatter'd Enfigns , and his captive Arms ; bla Whilft you , great Sir , far nobler Vi & Whilft [ 16 ] Howe'er-henceforth may't thou without Moleft ...
19. oldal
... Triumphs on the Land and Main , And count the Numbers his own Hands have flain . Nor Fights nor Sieges fuit my humble Song , Nor glorious Heroes of the warlike Throng ; D 2 I T can't defcribe the RUSSHIAN Monarch's Ire , Sing SPAIN'S [ 19 ]
... Triumphs on the Land and Main , And count the Numbers his own Hands have flain . Nor Fights nor Sieges fuit my humble Song , Nor glorious Heroes of the warlike Throng ; D 2 I T can't defcribe the RUSSHIAN Monarch's Ire , Sing SPAIN'S [ 19 ]
20. oldal
... Numbers raise To rate your A & tions or record your Praife . You , who have dared the World , made BRITAIN'S STATE Expect from you their own and Country's Fate ; You , to whofe Aid the Wretched ftill resort , And find a fure Afylum at ...
... Numbers raise To rate your A & tions or record your Praife . You , who have dared the World , made BRITAIN'S STATE Expect from you their own and Country's Fate ; You , to whofe Aid the Wretched ftill resort , And find a fure Afylum at ...
52. oldal
... Number , we are told , ( Was Three ) by Bards who fung of old , But they ne'er faw what we behold . What they affirm'd we find untrue , The Graces Number is but Two . Those Two we fee with great Surprize , When Stms are before our Eyes ...
... Number , we are told , ( Was Three ) by Bards who fung of old , But they ne'er faw what we behold . What they affirm'd we find untrue , The Graces Number is but Two . Those Two we fee with great Surprize , When Stms are before our Eyes ...
56. oldal
... ' fhe wou'd neglect my Flame , If yet she loves her dearer Name , That to fecure , fhe ftrait must bring What only gives my Fancy wing , And in fit Numbers makes me fing Her Her Praife , who firft my Strains cou'd move , [ 56 ]
... ' fhe wou'd neglect my Flame , If yet she loves her dearer Name , That to fecure , fhe ftrait must bring What only gives my Fancy wing , And in fit Numbers makes me fing Her Her Praife , who firft my Strains cou'd move , [ 56 ]
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againſt ALEXIS Arms Bard Beauty Befides beft Behold Bleffings Bluſhes Breaft Caufe Cauſe Celia Charms confefs Corinna cou'd CUPID Death Defire defpairing Delight e'er ev'n ev'ry Eyes Face facred Fair Fame Fancy Fate fear feem felf fhall fhining fhou'd filent fince fing Fire firft firſt flain Flame FLIR FLIRTILLA foft fome ftill fuch fure fweet fwelling Glafs Goddefs Grief Hafte Heart Heav'n himſelf Honour imitated from BUCHANAN infpire juft Lady laft lefs Lilly Love Love's Lyre Magick matchlefs mighty Mind mourn Mufe Mufick muft Muſe muſt ne'er Numbers Nymphs o'er Paffions Pain pleafing pleaſe Pleaſure Pow'r Praife Praiſe Pray'r Pride prove raiſe Refolves Reft rife Rofe Senfe ſhe Soul Surprize Swain Tears tell thee themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou Thoughts Thouſand thro Tranflated Tranſport Twas uncertain Path Unleſs Venus Whate'er Whilft whofe wou'd Youth
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58. oldal - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
66. oldal - My fancy paints him now with every grace, But, ah ! the dear delufion mocks my fond embrace : The fmiling vifion takes its hafty flight, And fcenes of horror fwim before my fight, Grief and defpair in all their terrors rife, A dying lover pale and gafping lies; Each difmal circumftance appears in view, The fatal object is for ever new : His anguifh, with the quickeft fenfe I feel, And hear this fad, this moving language ftill. My deareft wife! my laft, my fondeft care! Sure...
57. oldal - Nor ruin make accusers great. Who envieth none whom chance doth raise Or vice, who never understood How deepest wounds are given with praise; Not rules of State, but rules of good.
58. oldal - And entertains the harmlefs day With a well-chofen book or friend ! This man is freed from fervile bands Of hope to rife, or fear to fall ; Lord of himfelf...
58. oldal - Praife ; Not Rules of State, but Rules of Good : Who GOD doth late and early pray More of his Grace than Gifts to lend : Who Entertains the harmlefs Day With a well chofen Book and Friend. . This Man is free from Servile Bands, Of hope to rife, or fear to fall ; Lord of Himfelf, tho' not of Lands ; And having Nothing, he hath All.
63. oldal - Tis but to fpeak the dictates of my heart, And all that knew the charming youth will join Their friendly fighs, and pious tears to mine : For all that knew his merit muft confefs, In grief for him there can be no excefs. His foul was form'd to act each glorious part Of life, unftain'd with vanity or art.
64. oldal - Or why has heaven diflblv'd the tie fo foon ? Why was the charming youth fo form'd to move ? Or why was all my...
63. oldal - Of life, unstain'd with vanity, or art. No thought within his gen'rous mind had birth, But what he might have own'd to heav'n and earth.
67. oldal - As thou hast taught my constant heart to prove The noblest height and elegance of love; That sacred passion I to thee confine, My spotless faith shall be for ever thine. * * * Ultimately...
57. oldal - How happy is he, born or taught, That ferveth not another's will ; Whofe armour is his honeft thought.