Watts, A. Philips, West, Collins, Dyer, Shenstone, YoungAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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Side 10
... thine . Milton , immortal bard , divinely bright , Conducts his favourite to the realms of light , Where Raphael's lyre charms the celestial throng , Delighted cherubs listening to the song : From bliss to bliss the happy beings rove ...
... thine . Milton , immortal bard , divinely bright , Conducts his favourite to the realms of light , Where Raphael's lyre charms the celestial throng , Delighted cherubs listening to the song : From bliss to bliss the happy beings rove ...
Side 22
... thine . For all I fear , and all I wish , Heaven , Earth and EARTH AND HEAVEN . HAST thou not seen , impatient boy ! Hast thou not read the solemn truth , That gray experience writes for giddy youth On every mortal joy ? Pleasure must ...
... thine . For all I fear , and all I wish , Heaven , Earth and EARTH AND HEAVEN . HAST thou not seen , impatient boy ! Hast thou not read the solemn truth , That gray experience writes for giddy youth On every mortal joy ? Pleasure must ...
Side 23
... thine . Still restless Nature dies and grows ; From change to change the creatures run : Thy being no succession knows , And all thy vast designs are one : A glance of thine runs through the globes , Rules the bright worlds , and moves ...
... thine . Still restless Nature dies and grows ; From change to change the creatures run : Thy being no succession knows , And all thy vast designs are one : A glance of thine runs through the globes , Rules the bright worlds , and moves ...
Side 24
... Thine honour bids , " avenge thine injur'd name , " Thy slighted loves a dreadful glory claim , While my moist tears might but incense thy flame . Should Heaven grow black , almighty thunder roar , And vengeance blast me , I could plead ...
... Thine honour bids , " avenge thine injur'd name , " Thy slighted loves a dreadful glory claim , While my moist tears might but incense thy flame . Should Heaven grow black , almighty thunder roar , And vengeance blast me , I could plead ...
Side 25
... thine arm , O God of Hosts , Now did thine arm shine dazzling bright ; The sons of might their hands had lost , And men of blood forgot to fight . Brigades of angels lin'd the way , And guarded William to his throne : There , ye ...
... thine arm , O God of Hosts , Now did thine arm shine dazzling bright ; The sons of might their hands had lost , And men of blood forgot to fight . Brigades of angels lin'd the way , And guarded William to his throne : There , ye ...
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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...