Watts, A. Philips, West, Collins, Dyer, Shenstone, YoungAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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Side 22
... er the marble meads with withering eyes , Walks o'er the solid lakes , snuffs up the wind , and dies . Fly to the ... ne'er be found Till we arrive where Jesus is , And tread on heavenly ground . There's nothing round these painted skies ...
... er the marble meads with withering eyes , Walks o'er the solid lakes , snuffs up the wind , and dies . Fly to the ... ne'er be found Till we arrive where Jesus is , And tread on heavenly ground . There's nothing round these painted skies ...
Side 42
... Ne'er to return again . I feel my warmest passions dead To all that Earth can boast ; This soul of mine was never made For vanity and dust , THE FAIREST AND THE ONLY BELOVED . HONOUR to that diviner ray That first allur'd my eyes away ...
... Ne'er to return again . I feel my warmest passions dead To all that Earth can boast ; This soul of mine was never made For vanity and dust , THE FAIREST AND THE ONLY BELOVED . HONOUR to that diviner ray That first allur'd my eyes away ...
Side 43
... ne'er can lose , by it I live : A quickening virtue from his death inspir'd Is life and breath to me ; his flesh my food ; His vital blood I drink , and hence my strength . I live , I'm strong , and now eternal life Beats quick within ...
... ne'er can lose , by it I live : A quickening virtue from his death inspir'd Is life and breath to me ; his flesh my food ; His vital blood I drink , and hence my strength . I live , I'm strong , and now eternal life Beats quick within ...
Side 44
... ne'er enjoy enough Ljoys Of thy best company , my Lord , thou life of all my When he begins to tell his love , Through every vein my passions move , The captives of his tongue : In midnight shades , on frosty ground , I could attend the ...
... ne'er enjoy enough Ljoys Of thy best company , my Lord , thou life of all my When he begins to tell his love , Through every vein my passions move , The captives of his tongue : In midnight shades , on frosty ground , I could attend the ...
Side 45
... Ne'er had I known his dearest name , Ne'er had I felt this inward flame , Dear Lord , forgive my rash complaint , And love me still Against my froward will ; Unveil thy beauties , though I faint . Send the great herald from the sky ...
... Ne'er had I known his dearest name , Ne'er had I felt this inward flame , Dear Lord , forgive my rash complaint , And love me still Against my froward will ; Unveil thy beauties , though I faint . Send the great herald from the sky ...
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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...