Watts, A. Philips, West, Collins, Dyer, Shenstone, YoungAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... labour of thine hands , Or impress of thy feet . But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms , Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms ; Our thoughts are lost in reverend awe : We love and we adore ...
... labour of thine hands , Or impress of thy feet . But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms , Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms ; Our thoughts are lost in reverend awe : We love and we adore ...
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... labour strain'd my feeble frame , Broke the bright vision , and dissolv'd the dream : I sunk at once , and lost the skies : In vain I sought the scenes of light , Rolling abroad my longing eyes , For all around them stood my curtains ...
... labour strain'd my feeble frame , Broke the bright vision , and dissolv'd the dream : I sunk at once , and lost the skies : In vain I sought the scenes of light , Rolling abroad my longing eyes , For all around them stood my curtains ...
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... labour - sign of offering it to your hands , I had composed a more Christian poem ; but it was grief purely na- tural for a death so surprising that drew all the strokes of it , and therefore my reflections are chiefly of a moral strain ...
... labour - sign of offering it to your hands , I had composed a more Christian poem ; but it was grief purely na- tural for a death so surprising that drew all the strokes of it , and therefore my reflections are chiefly of a moral strain ...
Side 81
... labour more , my Muse , the golden sphere Seems to demand . See through the dusky air Downward it shines upon the rising Moon ; And , as she labours up to reach her noon , Pursues her orb with repercussive light , And streaming gold ...
... labour more , my Muse , the golden sphere Seems to demand . See through the dusky air Downward it shines upon the rising Moon ; And , as she labours up to reach her noon , Pursues her orb with repercussive light , And streaming gold ...
Side 91
... labour , or of skill , I would be busy too ; For Satan finds some mischief still For idie hands to do . In books , or work , or healthful play , Let my first years be past , That I may give for every day Some good account at last . THE ...
... labour , or of skill , I would be busy too ; For Satan finds some mischief still For idie hands to do . In books , or work , or healthful play , Let my first years be past , That I may give for every day Some good account at last . THE ...
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ANTISTROPHE Aristagoras art thou beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss bloom boast bosom breast breath bright Camarina charms dark dear death deep delight divine dreadful e'en Earth ECLOGUE EPODE Ergoteles eternal eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame flowers fond genius glory grace grief Grongar Hill grove hand happy heart Heaven heavenly honour immortal king labour Lord Lorenzo lov'd lyre maid mighty mind mortal mourn Muse Nature Nature's ne'er night Night Thoughts numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace Pelops Pindar plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet praise pride proud rage reign rise round sacred scene shade shine shore sigh sing skies smile soft song soul strain stream STROPHE swain sweet swell tears tempest terrour thee thine thou thought throne Tlepolemus toil truth vale verse virtue WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wing wise Xenocrates youth
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Side 206 - Tis said, and I believe the tale, Thy humblest reed could more prevail, Had more of strength, diviner rage, Than all which charms this laggard age...
Side 205 - He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down, And with a withering look The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe ; And ever and anon he beat...
Side 204 - IF AUGHT of oaten stop or pastoral song May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear Like thy own solemn springs, Thy springs, and dying gales...
Side 206 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Side 219 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong...
Side 207 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing Spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove ; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew...
Side 422 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Side 205 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known...
Side 328 - In every village mark'd with little spire, Embower'd in trees, and hardly known to fame, There dwells, in lowly shed and mean attire, A matron old, whom we Schoolmistress name...
Side 425 - All promise is poor dilatory man, And that through every stage. When young, indeed, In full content we sometimes nobly rest, Unanxious for ourselves, and only wish, As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan...