A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Volumen6Robert Dodsley J. Dodsley, 1782 |
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... plain , Relents , and fooths his own fierce heart to ease , Unwonted ease . The fire of Gods and men , In that great moment of divine delight , Looks down on all that live ; and whatsoe'er He loves not , o'er the peopled earth , and o ...
... plain , Relents , and fooths his own fierce heart to ease , Unwonted ease . The fire of Gods and men , In that great moment of divine delight , Looks down on all that live ; and whatsoe'er He loves not , o'er the peopled earth , and o ...
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... plain , Or on the sportive banks of Seine , From public themes the Mufe's quire Content with polish'd ease retire . Where priests the ftudious head command , Where tyrants bow the warlike hand To vile ambition's aim , Say , what can ...
... plain , Or on the sportive banks of Seine , From public themes the Mufe's quire Content with polish'd ease retire . Where priests the ftudious head command , Where tyrants bow the warlike hand To vile ambition's aim , Say , what can ...
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Robert Dodsley. Of all the harvest round ; and onward thence A low plain chapel fronts the morning light Faft by a filent riv'let . Humbly walk , O ftranger , o'er the confecrated ground ; And on that verdant hilloc , which thou fee'st ...
Robert Dodsley. Of all the harvest round ; and onward thence A low plain chapel fronts the morning light Faft by a filent riv'let . Humbly walk , O ftranger , o'er the confecrated ground ; And on that verdant hilloc , which thou fee'st ...
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... plain dost traverse here , his willows from thy view TH While Thames among Retires ; O ftranger , stay thee , and the scene Around contemplate well . This is the place . Where England's ancient barons , clad in arms And O IV . YOUTHS ...
... plain dost traverse here , his willows from thy view TH While Thames among Retires ; O ftranger , stay thee , and the scene Around contemplate well . This is the place . Where England's ancient barons , clad in arms And O IV . YOUTHS ...
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... plain , Where fick❜ning Nature wears a fainter green , And Defolation spreads her torpid reign ? Is this the scene where Freedom breath'd , Her copious horn where Plenty wreath'd , And Health at opening day Bade all her roseate breezes ...
... plain , Where fick❜ning Nature wears a fainter green , And Defolation spreads her torpid reign ? Is this the scene where Freedom breath'd , Her copious horn where Plenty wreath'd , And Health at opening day Bade all her roseate breezes ...
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Amalthea bard beauty behold beneath bleffings bleft boaſt bofom breaſt cauſe charms eaſe Edonian Ev'n facred fafe fage faid fair fame fate fear feat fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhine fide figh filent fince firſt fmiles focial foft folemn fome fong fons foon footh foul freſh friendſhip ftill fuch fure fweet fwelling genius GEORGE SIMON HARCOURT glory grace gueſt hand heart heaven himſelf honour laſt lefs loft lyre meaſure mind moſt Mufe Muft Muſe muſt Naiads ne'er numbers Nymphs o'er paffion peace Pindar pleaſe pleaſure praiſe purſue raiſe reaſon reft reign reſt rife round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhould ſky ſpeak ſpirit ſpread ſprings ſtands ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtrain ſtream ſweet taſk taſte thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil vale virtue whilft whofe Whoſe wife WILLIAM WHITEHEAD wings youth
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Página 340 - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes: Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm: Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey.
Página 340 - Mighty victor, mighty lord! Low on his funeral couch he lies! No pitying heart, no eye, afford A tear to grace his obsequies.
Página 327 - Perching on the sceptred hand Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king With ruffled plumes, and flagging wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak, and lightnings of his eye.
Página 339 - Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air And, with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Página 335 - Though he inherit Nor the pride, nor ample pinion, That the Theban eagle bear, Sailing with supreme dominion Through the azure deep of air...
Página 344 - Fond impious Man, think'st thou yon sanguine cloud Rais'd by thy breath, has quench'd the Orb of day? To-morrow he repairs the golden flood, And warms the nations with redoubled ray. Enough for me: With joy I see The different doom our Fates assign : Be thine Despair and scept'red Care ; To triumph and to die are mine.
Página 9 - The ruins, with a silent tear revolves The fame and fortune of imperious Rome. You too, O Nymphs, and your unenvious aid The rural powers confess ; and still prepare For you their choicest treasures.
Página 328 - Man's feeble race what ills await ! . Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge from the storms of fate ! The fond complaint, my song, disprove, And justify the laws of Jove.
Página 326 - The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres...
Página 336 - Thro' the azure deep of air : Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms as glitter in the Muse's ray, With orient hues, unborrow'd of the sun : Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, Beneath the Good how far — but far above the Great. THE BARD. A Pindaric Ode. I. i. seize thee, ruthless King ! Confusion on thy banners wait ; Tho' fann'd by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock the air with idle state.