The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred PoetryC. Whittingham, 1806 - 304 sider |
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... mortal doom'd . How can he exercise Wrath without end on man whom death must end ? Can he make deathless death ? that were to make Strange contradiction , which to GOD himself Impossible is held , as argument Of weakness , not of power ...
... mortal doom'd . How can he exercise Wrath without end on man whom death must end ? Can he make deathless death ? that were to make Strange contradiction , which to GOD himself Impossible is held , as argument Of weakness , not of power ...
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... which links th ' immense design , Joins heav'n and earth , and mortal and divine ; Sees , that no being any bliss can know , But touches some above and some below ; Save me alike from foolish pride , Or impious discontent 45.
... which links th ' immense design , Joins heav'n and earth , and mortal and divine ; Sees , that no being any bliss can know , But touches some above and some below ; Save me alike from foolish pride , Or impious discontent 45.
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... mortal land Fearless , when the great Master gives command . Death is the storm : she smiles to hear it roar , And bids the tempest waft her from the shore : Then with a skilful helm she sweeps the seas , And manages the raging storm ...
... mortal land Fearless , when the great Master gives command . Death is the storm : she smiles to hear it roar , And bids the tempest waft her from the shore : Then with a skilful helm she sweeps the seas , And manages the raging storm ...
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... Shall still command my voice . Some of the fairest choirs above Shall flock around my song With joy , to hear the name they love , Sound from a mortal tongue . His charms shall make my numbers flow , And hold 54 Meditation in a Grove idem.
... Shall still command my voice . Some of the fairest choirs above Shall flock around my song With joy , to hear the name they love , Sound from a mortal tongue . His charms shall make my numbers flow , And hold 54 Meditation in a Grove idem.
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... mortal's love . THE HERO'S SCHOOL OF MORALITY . WATTS . THERON among his travels found A broken statue on the ground ; And searching onward as he went , He trac'd a ruin'd monument . Mould , moss , and shades , had overgrown The ...
... mortal's love . THE HERO'S SCHOOL OF MORALITY . WATTS . THERON among his travels found A broken statue on the ground ; And searching onward as he went , He trac'd a ruin'd monument . Mould , moss , and shades , had overgrown The ...
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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...