The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred PoetryC. Whittingham, 1806 - 304 sider |
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Side 32
... fate allows , That is man's lot - this all the heaven he knows . Thus they , who from the ways of truth decline , Pervert their reason to confirm their sin ; The mists of sensual lust so cloud their eye , They can't the mysteries of GOD ...
... fate allows , That is man's lot - this all the heaven he knows . Thus they , who from the ways of truth decline , Pervert their reason to confirm their sin ; The mists of sensual lust so cloud their eye , They can't the mysteries of GOD ...
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... fate , 66 Thy carcass scatter'd on the shore " Without a name , instructs me more " Than my whole library before . " Lie still , my Plutarch , then , and sleep , " And my good Seneca may keep " Your volumes clos'd for ever too , " I ...
... fate , 66 Thy carcass scatter'd on the shore " Without a name , instructs me more " Than my whole library before . " Lie still , my Plutarch , then , and sleep , " And my good Seneca may keep " Your volumes clos'd for ever too , " I ...
Side 58
... fate will do : " Tis enough that I can say I've possest myself to - day : Then if haply midnight death Seize my flesh and stop my breath , Yet to - morrow I shall be Heir to the best part of me . Glitt'ring stones and golden things ...
... fate will do : " Tis enough that I can say I've possest myself to - day : Then if haply midnight death Seize my flesh and stop my breath , Yet to - morrow I shall be Heir to the best part of me . Glitt'ring stones and golden things ...
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... O why alone to hapless man deny'd To taste the bliss inferior beings boast ? O why this fate , that fear and pain divide His few short hours on earth's delightful coast ? Ah cease - no more of Providence complain ! " 103.
... O why alone to hapless man deny'd To taste the bliss inferior beings boast ? O why this fate , that fear and pain divide His few short hours on earth's delightful coast ? Ah cease - no more of Providence complain ! " 103.
Side 113
... fates , To shun their follies and their crimes be thine ; And woo to linger in thy fair retreats , The radiant Virtues , progeny divine ! Bright Truth , the noblest of the sacred band , Sweet Peace , whose brow no ruffling frown de ...
... fates , To shun their follies and their crimes be thine ; And woo to linger in thy fair retreats , The radiant Virtues , progeny divine ! Bright Truth , the noblest of the sacred band , Sweet Peace , whose brow no ruffling frown de ...
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angels behold beneath bless blest bliss bloom bosom bow'rs breast breath bright charms cherub clime clouds crown'd darkness death deep divine dreadful dust e'er earth eternal ev'n ev'ry ev❜n eyes fair faithless fame fate fix'd flame flow'rs gloom glory golden grace grave GRONGAR HILL hand happy hast heart heaven hermit hill horrors hour land light liquid sky live LORD lyre mighty mind MONODY morn mortal Muse nature's ne'er night o'er pain patriot war peace Petrarch Pindus plain pleas'd pow'r praise pride proud rage rais'd rise round sacred scene seraph shade shine sight silent skies smile soft solemn song soul sound spread spring swain sweet SWEET Auburn swell tears tempest thee thine thou thought thro throne toil trembling Twas vale virtue voice waking eyes wand'ring waves Whilst wild winds wings wretch
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Side 19 - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end ! Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Side 94 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Side 78 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Side 90 - But now the sounds of population fail, No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But. all the bloomy flush of life is fled.
Side 92 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Side 95 - Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds; The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth Has robbed the neighbouring fields of half their growth, His seat, where solitary sports are seen, Indignant spurns the cottage from the green...
Side 89 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Side 147 - The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 26 - His hand to execute what his decree Fix'd on this day? Why do I overlive? Why am I mock'd with death, and lengthen'd out To deathless pain ? How gladly would I meet Mortality my sentence, and be earth Insensible ! How glad would lay me down, As in my mother's lap ? There I should rest, And sleep secure...
Side 145 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...