A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies of vols. 5,6].1765 |
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56. oldal
... give a better idea of it , than in the following lines of Virgil : Hic manus ob patriam pugnando vulnera paffi ; Quique facerdotes cafti , dum vita manebat ; Quique pii vates & Phabo digna locuti ; Inventas aut qui vitam excoluere per ...
... give a better idea of it , than in the following lines of Virgil : Hic manus ob patriam pugnando vulnera paffi ; Quique facerdotes cafti , dum vita manebat ; Quique pii vates & Phabo digna locuti ; Inventas aut qui vitam excoluere per ...
63. oldal
... Gives the ear a rough good - morrow , And the lark from out his furrow Soars upright on matin wings , And at the gate of heaven fings . But when the fun with fervid ray Drives upwards to his noon of day , And couching oxen lay them down ...
... Gives the ear a rough good - morrow , And the lark from out his furrow Soars upright on matin wings , And at the gate of heaven fings . But when the fun with fervid ray Drives upwards to his noon of day , And couching oxen lay them down ...
69. oldal
... Give mufic to the forming founds . A fimple shepherd , yet unknown , Afpires to snatch an ivy crown , On daring pinions bold to foar , Though here thy Waller fung before , And Johnson dipt his learned pen , And Sidney pour'd his fancy ...
... Give mufic to the forming founds . A fimple shepherd , yet unknown , Afpires to snatch an ivy crown , On daring pinions bold to foar , Though here thy Waller fung before , And Johnson dipt his learned pen , And Sidney pour'd his fancy ...
71. oldal
... , kindling as his wars enfue , Now fires his foul with liberty and fame , Marshals his threat'ning tropes anew , And gives his hoarded thunders aim . E 4 Now Now feats their abfent lords deplore , Neglected villas empty ( 71 )
... , kindling as his wars enfue , Now fires his foul with liberty and fame , Marshals his threat'ning tropes anew , And gives his hoarded thunders aim . E 4 Now Now feats their abfent lords deplore , Neglected villas empty ( 71 )
77. oldal
... give Th ' hiftorian's truth , and bid the manners live . Wak'd at his call I view , with glad furprize , Majestic forms of mighty monarchs rise . There Henry's trumpets spread their loud alarms , And laurel'd Conqueft waits her hero's ...
... give Th ' hiftorian's truth , and bid the manners live . Wak'd at his call I view , with glad furprize , Majestic forms of mighty monarchs rise . There Henry's trumpets spread their loud alarms , And laurel'd Conqueft waits her hero's ...
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9. oldal - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
388. oldal - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
178. oldal - And dreaded losses aggravate his pains; He turns, with anxious heart and crippled hands, His bonds of debt, and mortgages of lands; Or views his coffers with suspicious eyes, Unlocks his gold, and counts it till he dies.
8. 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.
5. oldal - And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
166. oldal - LET observation with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
12. oldal - With Justice to herself severe, And Pity, dropping soft the sadly-pleasing tear. Oh, gently on thy suppliant's head, Dread Goddess, lay thy chastening hand ! Not in thy Gorgon terrors clad, Nor circled with the vengeful band...
387. oldal - Not a pine in my grove is there seen, But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.
5. oldal - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
10. oldal - Tis folly to be wise. HYMN TO ADVERSITY DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain The proud are taught to taste of pain, And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before, unpitied and alone. When...