Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry ...J. Bell, 1793 |
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... 'd back , the brilliant eye , The pointed bill that steers his vent❜rous way From northern climes , and dar'd the boisterous sea ? To milder shores in vain these pinions sped , Their 72 Epist . IX . EPISTLES DESCRIPTIVE.
... 'd back , the brilliant eye , The pointed bill that steers his vent❜rous way From northern climes , and dar'd the boisterous sea ? To milder shores in vain these pinions sped , Their 72 Epist . IX . EPISTLES DESCRIPTIVE.
Side 78
... climes- To you unknown their labors and their race , Alike unknown their innocence and peace ; Secure from danger , as remov'd from fame , Their lives calm current flows without a name . With limbs refresh'd , with lively tales and gay ...
... climes- To you unknown their labors and their race , Alike unknown their innocence and peace ; Secure from danger , as remov'd from fame , Their lives calm current flows without a name . With limbs refresh'd , with lively tales and gay ...
Side 81
... clime , Fain would I name thee , but I can't in rhime , Where first my years in youthful pleasures past , And where in age I hope to die at last ; Fain would I dwell upon thy native charms , Thy verdant hills and cultivated farms- But ...
... clime , Fain would I name thee , but I can't in rhime , Where first my years in youthful pleasures past , And where in age I hope to die at last ; Fain would I dwell upon thy native charms , Thy verdant hills and cultivated farms- But ...
Side 93
... We sometimes carry our's too far : When winter winds too chilly pierce , We grow impatient , wild and fierce ; While every softer virtue flies , To gentler climes , and milder skies . To moderate this bold extreme , Is oft ' the.
... We sometimes carry our's too far : When winter winds too chilly pierce , We grow impatient , wild and fierce ; While every softer virtue flies , To gentler climes , and milder skies . To moderate this bold extreme , Is oft ' the.
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... clime through sun - bask'd scenes I stray , As the fair landscape leads my thoughtful way , As upland path , oft ' winding bids me rove Where orange bowers invite , or olive grove , No sullen phantoms brooding o'er my breast , The ...
... clime through sun - bask'd scenes I stray , As the fair landscape leads my thoughtful way , As upland path , oft ' winding bids me rove Where orange bowers invite , or olive grove , No sullen phantoms brooding o'er my breast , The ...
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Almada ancient awful beams beauty behold bending beneath bids blessings blest bliss boast Bobart bold breast breathe brow Carlo Maratti charms cheerful cliffs clime dear deep delight Dovedale dread earl of Danby earth EPISTLES DESCRIPTIVE ev'n fair fame fate fire flame gale glow grace groves happy heart heaven heroes hills honor ibid Keswick kings lake LENOX LIBRARY light Lisboa's Lisbon lofty lord Lusiad Methinks mind mines mountains Muse native Nature's noble numbers o'er ocean OLIVER GOLDSMITH paint patriot Phidias Pindus plains pleas'd pleasure Portugal praise prey pride purple Spring race rage realms reign rise river Wye rocks round rove sacred scene Sertorius shade shine shore skies smiling soul Spain spread Spring steep stray stream sweet swelling Tago's Tagus thee thine thou Thro throne tide toil vale Viriatus Wainfleet waves Whitehaven wild winds woodlark woods
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Side 139 - So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more. Such are the charms to barren states assign'd ; Their wants but few, their wishes all confin'd. Yet let them only share the praises due, If few their wants, their pleasures are but few; For every want that stimulates the breast,
Side 147 - In every government, though terrors reign, Though tyrant kings, or tyrant laws restrain, How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure. Still to ourselves in every place consign'd, Our own felicity we
Side 132 - spent and care : ImpelPd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own. Even
Side 137 - the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed, And, wond'ring man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile. My soul turn from them, turn we to survey Where rougher climes a noble race display, Where the bleak Swiss their stormy
Side 135 - uplands sloping deck the mountain's side, Woods over woods in gay theatric pride; While oft' some temple's mouldring tops between, With venerable grandeur mark the scene. Could Nature's bounty satisfy the breast, The sons of Italy were surely blest. Whatever fruits in different climes were found, That proudly rise, or humbly court the ground ; Whatever blooms in torrid
Side 137 - From these the feeble heart and long-fall'n mind An easy compensation seem to find. Here may be seen, in bloodless pomp array'd, The paste-board triumph and the cavalcade ; Processions form'd for piety and love, A mistress or a saint in every grove. By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd, The sports of children satisfy the child;
Side 147 - find : With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy. The lifted axe, the agonizing wheel, Luke's iron crown, and Damien'sbed of steel; To men remote from power but rarely known, Leave reason, faith, and conscience,
Side 145 - clime endure, I only would repress them to secure: For just experience tells, in every soil, That those who think, must govern those that toil; And all that Freedom's highest aims can reach, Is but to lay proportion'd loads on each. Hence, should one order disproportion'd grow,
Side 135 - as it lies: Here for awhile my proper cares resign'd, Here let me sit in sorrow for mankind, Like yon' neglected shrub at random cast, That shades the steep, and sighs at every blast. Far to the right where Appenine ascends, Bright as the summer, Italy extends;
Side 144 - too high, Keeps man from man, and breaks the social tie ; The self-dependent lordlings stand alone, All claims that bind and sweeten life unknown; Here by the bonds of nature feebly held, Minds combat minds, repelling and repell'd. Ferments arise, imprison'd factions roar,