The Muse's Mirror: Being a Collection of Poems ...J. Debrett, 1783 |
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71. oldal
... peace , her fame's for ever gone ! -Away ! ' tis impious fatyr fays That woman's good , and woman's praise Confift in chastity alone . Can one short hour of native joy Nature's inherent good destroy ? And pluck all feeling from within ...
... peace , her fame's for ever gone ! -Away ! ' tis impious fatyr fays That woman's good , and woman's praise Confift in chastity alone . Can one short hour of native joy Nature's inherent good destroy ? And pluck all feeling from within ...
85. oldal
... peace on every breast . Come , Morning , come , which Heav'n defign'd , Its choiceft gifts to bear , And kindly teach the human mind , To worship and revere . In wonder wrapt let Nature stand , To think how much fhe owes , And learn to ...
... peace on every breast . Come , Morning , come , which Heav'n defign'd , Its choiceft gifts to bear , And kindly teach the human mind , To worship and revere . In wonder wrapt let Nature stand , To think how much fhe owes , And learn to ...
91. oldal
... Deteft the drunkard , and the fool defpife . Winter's Tale . Ne'er of your husband's friend too fond appear , Leonte's jealoufy may elfe be near . Mackbeth . Macbeth . And left ambition blaft your peaceful life , THE MUSE'S MIRROUR . 91.
... Deteft the drunkard , and the fool defpife . Winter's Tale . Ne'er of your husband's friend too fond appear , Leonte's jealoufy may elfe be near . Mackbeth . Macbeth . And left ambition blaft your peaceful life , THE MUSE'S MIRROUR . 91.
92. oldal
Macbeth . And left ambition blaft your peaceful life , Behold the end of Cawdor's guilty wife ! Vol . V. K. John . Of love maternal mark the influence mild When widow'd Conftance weeps her murder'd child . K. Rich . II . Thro'changing ...
Macbeth . And left ambition blaft your peaceful life , Behold the end of Cawdor's guilty wife ! Vol . V. K. John . Of love maternal mark the influence mild When widow'd Conftance weeps her murder'd child . K. Rich . II . Thro'changing ...
106. oldal
... peace holds watch on lowly virtue's door , And shares fome pleafure to the worthy poor , Her freshest roses on their pillows ftrews , And nightly crowns it with a fafe repofe , Preferves a calm tranquility from hurt , And gives ...
... peace holds watch on lowly virtue's door , And shares fome pleafure to the worthy poor , Her freshest roses on their pillows ftrews , And nightly crowns it with a fafe repofe , Preferves a calm tranquility from hurt , And gives ...
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beauty blefs bleft blifs bluſh boaſt bofom breaſt cauſe charms dear death defire Delia's dreft e'er eaſe EDMUND WALLER Epiftle EPIGRAM erft ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate feem feem'd fenfe fhall fhine fhould figh fince fing firft firſt fleep fmile foft fome fong foon forrow foul friendſhip ftill ftrain fuch fung fure fwear fweet goddeſs grace Guife heart Heav'n Hellidon honours juft Lady laft Laïs laſt loft lov'd lover lyre maid Mifs mind moſt Mount Ida mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion pain PERCIVAL STOCKDALE Platonic love pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride Pythias raiſe reft rife rofe ſcene ſhall ſhe ſmile ſpeak ſpread ſtate ſtill ſweet tear thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thro Twas verfe virgin band virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wiſh youth
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35. oldal - To form that harmony of soul and face, Where beauty shines the mirror of the mind. Such was the Maid, that in the morn of youth, In virgin innocence, in Nature's pride, Blest with each art that owes its charm to truth, Sunk in her Father's fond embrace, and died. He weeps...
217. oldal - And thought my way was all through fairy ground, Beneath thy azure sky, and golden sun, Where first my Muse to lisp her notes begun! While pensive Memory traces back the round, Which fills the varied interval between ; Much pleasure, more of sorrow, marks the scene.
96. oldal - Day; I hear the voice of trumpet and hautboy. No, now I see them near — oh, these are they Who come in crowds to welcome thee from Troy. Hail to the bard whom long as lost we mourn'd, From siege, from battle, and from storm return'd.
97. oldal - Yea peers, and mighty dukes, with ribbands blue (True blue, fair emblem of unstained breast). Others I see, as noble, and more true, By no...
101. oldal - All this, my friends, I owe to Homer's strain, On whose strong pinions I exalt my lay. What from contending cities did he gain ? 165 And what rewards his grateful country pay ? None, none were paid — why then all this for me ? These honours, Homer, had been just to thee.
38. oldal - Gibbon shall teach me how to dress 'em In terms select and terse ; Jones teach me modesty and Greek ; Smith, how to think ; Burke, how to speak ; And Beauclerk to converse.
97. oldal - What lady's that to whom he gently bends? Who knows not her? Ah, those are Wortley's eyes. How art thou honour'd, number 'd with her friends; For she distinguishes the good and wise.
38. oldal - Dear knight of Plympton, teach me how To suffer, with unruffled brow, And smile serene, like thine ; The jest uncouth or truth severe, To such apply my deafest ear, And calmly drink my wine.
194. oldal - Hail, sylvan wonders, hail ! and hail the hand, Whose native taste thy native charms display'd, And taught one little acre to command Each envied happiness of scene, and shade. Is there a hill, whose distant azure bounds The ample range of Scarsdale's proud domain, A mountain hoar, that yon...
243. oldal - His lamp illumine, set his flames on fire. Yet still one bliss, one glory, I forbear, A darling friend whom near your heart you wear; That lovely youth, my lord, whom you must blame That I grow thus familiar with your name.