Beauties of Poetry: Consisting of Elegant Selections from the Works of Pope, Goldsmith, Beattie, GrayChurchill & M'Glashan, 1814 - 300 oldal |
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15. oldal
... HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound , Content to breathe his native air , In his own ground . Whose herds with milk , whose fields with bread , Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield ...
... HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound , Content to breathe his native air , In his own ground . Whose herds with milk , whose fields with bread , Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield ...
24. oldal
... how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land . Proud swells the tide with loads of freighted ore , And shouting Folly hails them from her shore ; Hoards ev'n beyond the miser's wish abound , And rich 24 BEAUTIES OF POETRY .
... how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land . Proud swells the tide with loads of freighted ore , And shouting Folly hails them from her shore ; Hoards ev'n beyond the miser's wish abound , And rich 24 BEAUTIES OF POETRY .
76. oldal
... happy in his loves , " His eyes still smiling , and his heart content . " Then , hand in hand , Health , Sport , and Labor went ; " Nature supplied the wish she taught to crave . " None prowl'd for prey , none watch'd to circum- vent ...
... happy in his loves , " His eyes still smiling , and his heart content . " Then , hand in hand , Health , Sport , and Labor went ; " Nature supplied the wish she taught to crave . " None prowl'd for prey , none watch'd to circum- vent ...
94. oldal
... happy shades - to me unblest ! Friendly to peace , but not to me ! How ill the scene that offers rest , And heart that cannot rest , agree ! This glassy stream , that spreading pine , Those alders quivering to the breeze , Might soothe ...
... happy shades - to me unblest ! Friendly to peace , but not to me ! How ill the scene that offers rest , And heart that cannot rest , agree ! This glassy stream , that spreading pine , Those alders quivering to the breeze , Might soothe ...
120. oldal
... happy , nor heard to repine . Thus widely removed from the fair , Where my vows , my devotion , I owe , Soft hope is the relique I bear , And my solace wherever I go . II . HOPE . I. My banks they are furnish'd 120 BEAUTIES OF POETRY .
... happy , nor heard to repine . Thus widely removed from the fair , Where my vows , my devotion , I owe , Soft hope is the relique I bear , And my solace wherever I go . II . HOPE . I. My banks they are furnish'd 120 BEAUTIES OF POETRY .
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ALEXANDER POPE art thou beauty beneath blest bloom blooming band bosom bower breast breath charms crown'd dark dear deep earth Edwin Ev'n fair fame Fancy fate fear fire flame fled flow flowers fond gale Genius gentle grace grave grove hail haste heart Heaven hill hour JAMES BEATTIE learn'd lonely lyre maid mind morn mountain mourn Muse Nature's night nymph o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pale peace pity plain poison'd pomp praise pride rage rill rise ROBERT BURNS round rove scene shade shepherd shine sigh silent sing Sisygambis skies sleep smile soft song soothe soul sound Spleen swain sweet swell tale tear tender thee thine THOMAS GRAY THOMAS PARNELL thou toil train trembling truth Twas vale virtue voice wandering waves wealth weep wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wings woods yonder youth
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29. oldal - And steady loyalty and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first and keep'st me so; Thou guide by which the nobler arts excel, Thou nurse of every virtue, fare thee well!
86. oldal - Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.
15. oldal - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
207. oldal - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
19. oldal - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and GOD has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
22. oldal - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
21. oldal - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power, By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour ; Far other aims his heart had learned to prize, More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
127. oldal - THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame. Their great Original proclaim. Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display ; And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand.
34. oldal - But small the bliss that sense alone bestows, And sensual bliss is all the nation knows. In florid beauty groves and fields appear, Man seems the only growth that dwindles here. Contrasted faults through all his manners reign; Though poor, luxurious; though submissive, vain; Though grave, yet trifling; zealous, yet untrue ; And even in penance planning sins anew.
86. oldal - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood ; Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest ; Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...