The Book of Gems: Pomfret to BloomfieldSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1837 |
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8. oldal
... thou shalt be known to fame ; Vanessa , by the gods inroll'd : Her name on Earth shall not be told . " * * ON THE DEATH OF DR . SWIFT . VAIN human - kind ! fantastic race ! Thy various follies who can trace ? Self - love , ambition ...
... thou shalt be known to fame ; Vanessa , by the gods inroll'd : Her name on Earth shall not be told . " * * ON THE DEATH OF DR . SWIFT . VAIN human - kind ! fantastic race ! Thy various follies who can trace ? Self - love , ambition ...
15. oldal
... thou hast lost a friend , Though in thy walls he ne'er did farthing spend ; He touch'd the pence , when others touch'd the pot ; The hand that sign'd the mortgage paid the shot . Old as he was , no vulgar known disease On him could ever ...
... thou hast lost a friend , Though in thy walls he ne'er did farthing spend ; He touch'd the pence , when others touch'd the pot ; The hand that sign'd the mortgage paid the shot . Old as he was , no vulgar known disease On him could ever ...
18. oldal
... thou goddess heavenly bright , Profuse of bliss , and pregnant with delight ! Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign , And smling Plenty leads thy wanton train ; Eas'd of her load , Subjection grows more light , And Poverty looks ...
... thou goddess heavenly bright , Profuse of bliss , and pregnant with delight ! Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign , And smling Plenty leads thy wanton train ; Eas'd of her load , Subjection grows more light , And Poverty looks ...
19. oldal
... thou , O Lord , art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid , And guide me through the dreadful shade . Though in a bare and rugged way , Through devious lonely wilds I stray , Thy bounty shall my wants beguile : The barren ...
... thou , O Lord , art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid , And guide me through the dreadful shade . Though in a bare and rugged way , Through devious lonely wilds I stray , Thy bounty shall my wants beguile : The barren ...
24. oldal
... thou not seen , impatient boy , Hast thou not read the solemn truth , That gray experience writes for giddy youth On every mortal joy ? Pleasure must be dash'd with pain : And yet , with heedless haste , The thirsty boy repeats the ...
... thou not seen , impatient boy , Hast thou not read the solemn truth , That gray experience writes for giddy youth On every mortal joy ? Pleasure must be dash'd with pain : And yet , with heedless haste , The thirsty boy repeats the ...
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75. oldal - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
147. oldal - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
77. oldal - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
33. oldal - tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
207. oldal - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
50. oldal - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
120. oldal - Awake, ^Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take : The laughing flowers that round them blow Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong. Thro
168. oldal - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise,— The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
210. oldal - TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY, ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786. WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
167. oldal - Wouldst softly speak and stroke my head and smile — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.