Poems on Various Subjects; Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue: And with a View to Comprise in One Volume the Beauties of English Poetry. By Thomas Tomkinseditor, and J. Wallis, 1780 - 204 oldal |
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... tuneful echoes of the grove : High funny fummits , deeply fhaded dales , Thick moffy banks , and flow'ry winding vales , With various prospects gratify the fight , And scatter fix'd attention in delight . Come , country Goddefs , come ...
... tuneful echoes of the grove : High funny fummits , deeply fhaded dales , Thick moffy banks , and flow'ry winding vales , With various prospects gratify the fight , And scatter fix'd attention in delight . Come , country Goddefs , come ...
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... tuneful shade ; Perch'd o'er his head the fylvan Syren fate , With envy burning , and with pride elate ; Ambitiously she lent a list'ning ear , Charm'd with the very founds the dy'd to hear : Each note , each flowing accent of the fong ...
... tuneful shade ; Perch'd o'er his head the fylvan Syren fate , With envy burning , and with pride elate ; Ambitiously she lent a list'ning ear , Charm'd with the very founds the dy'd to hear : Each note , each flowing accent of the fong ...
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... woe . Again the tunes her voice , again the fings , Strains ev'ry nerve , and quivers on her wings ; In vain her finking spirits fade away , And in a tuneful agony decay ; Dying fhe fell , and as the strains expire , B 3 SELECT POEMS .
... woe . Again the tunes her voice , again the fings , Strains ev'ry nerve , and quivers on her wings ; In vain her finking spirits fade away , And in a tuneful agony decay ; Dying fhe fell , and as the strains expire , B 3 SELECT POEMS .
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... tuneful warblers of the sky Now cheer the lingering hours ; No genial ray the groves illume , No Zephyrs waft their mild perfume From fighs o'er vernal flowers . Though blooming fcenes are now no more , That aid the raptur'd foul to ...
... tuneful warblers of the sky Now cheer the lingering hours ; No genial ray the groves illume , No Zephyrs waft their mild perfume From fighs o'er vernal flowers . Though blooming fcenes are now no more , That aid the raptur'd foul to ...
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... tuneful lyre ! Thine was the power , and thine the gentle art , To fwell the paffions , and fubdue the heart ! For thee , the fairest breast has heav'd a figh , And the tear ftarted from the brightest eye ! Learning and wit alike have ...
... tuneful lyre ! Thine was the power , and thine the gentle art , To fwell the paffions , and fubdue the heart ! For thee , the fairest breast has heav'd a figh , And the tear ftarted from the brightest eye ! Learning and wit alike have ...
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150. oldal - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
81. oldal - If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
186. oldal - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
178. oldal - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
183. oldal - Come, and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
193. oldal - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
99. 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...
82. oldal - Or aught Thy goodness lent. Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
149. oldal - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. 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.
185. oldal - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade; And young and old come forth to play On.