Bell's Edition, 67-68. kötetJ. Bell, 1777 |
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72. oldal
... earth again . To what exceffes had his dotage run !. " But God to fave the father took the fon . " To all but thee in fits he feem'd to go , " ( And ' twas my miniftry to deal the blow . ) " The poor fond parent , humbled in the duft ...
... earth again . To what exceffes had his dotage run !. " But God to fave the father took the fon . " To all but thee in fits he feem'd to go , " ( And ' twas my miniftry to deal the blow . ) " The poor fond parent , humbled in the duft ...
152. oldal
... earth reveals , or ocean hides , All that men in either prize , On God alone he fets his eyes : From hence his hope is on the wings , His health renews , his fafety springs , His glory blazes up below , And all the streams of comfort ...
... earth reveals , or ocean hides , All that men in either prize , On God alone he fets his eyes : From hence his hope is on the wings , His health renews , his fafety springs , His glory blazes up below , And all the streams of comfort ...
162. oldal
... earth to vifit heav'n and thee . Come , Peace divine ! fhed gently from above ; Infpire my willing bofom , wondrous Love ! Thy purpled pinions to my fhoulders tie , And point the paffage where I want to fly . 15 20 25 But whither ...
... earth to vifit heav'n and thee . Come , Peace divine ! fhed gently from above ; Infpire my willing bofom , wondrous Love ! Thy purpled pinions to my fhoulders tie , And point the paffage where I want to fly . 15 20 25 But whither ...
Tartalomjegyzék
To the Reader Prefixed to Parnells Pofthumous | 175 |
BACCHUS or the drunken Metamorphofis | 5 |
Elysium | 21 |
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amavit arife beauty bleffings blefs'd bofom breaſt ceaſe cloſe clouds cras amet defcend defign defire divine eaſe Eclogue ev'ry eyes facred fafe fair falute fame fancy fear feas feat feek feem fhade fhall fhine fide fight filent filver fing firſt fix'd fkies flain flame flies flow'ry foes foft fome fong fons foon foul fpring Frogs ftand ftate ftill fuch fung fweet glory grace guife heart heav'n heav'nly himſelf Ifrael King laſt Lord lov'd mercy mufic night numbers o'er Ovid paffion Parnell paſt plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pray'r prophet rage rais'd raiſe realms reft rife riſe rofe ſcene Scriblerus Club ſeem ſhade ſhake ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe THOMAS PARNELL thoſe thou thought thouſand thro Twas wand'ring whofe Whoſe wondrous