Bell's Edition, Volúmenes67-68J. Bell, 1777 |
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... Whose wall the filent water laves .. That steeple guides thy doubtful fight Among the livid gleams of night ; There pass , with melancholy state , By all the folemn heaps of Fate , And think , as softly - fad you tread Above the ...
... Whose wall the filent water laves .. That steeple guides thy doubtful fight Among the livid gleams of night ; There pass , with melancholy state , By all the folemn heaps of Fate , And think , as softly - fad you tread Above the ...
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John Bell. The marble tombs that rise on high , Whose dead in vaulted arches lie , Whose pillars swell with sculptur'd stones , Arms , angels , epitaphs , and bones , These ( all the poor remains of state ) 40 Adorn the rich , or praise ...
John Bell. The marble tombs that rise on high , Whose dead in vaulted arches lie , Whose pillars swell with sculptur'd stones , Arms , angels , epitaphs , and bones , These ( all the poor remains of state ) 40 Adorn the rich , or praise ...
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... Whose work is perfect , and whose ways are just ; " The Lord ! whose promise stands for ever true ; " The Lord ! most righteous , and most holy too . " Ah ! worse election ! ah ! the bonds of fin ! 495 " They chuse themselves to take ...
... Whose work is perfect , and whose ways are just ; " The Lord ! whose promise stands for ever true ; " The Lord ! most righteous , and most holy too . " Ah ! worse election ! ah ! the bonds of fin ! 495 " They chuse themselves to take ...
Contenido
To the Reader Prefixed to Parnells Posthumous | 175 |
BACCHUS or the drunken Metamorphosis | 5 |
Elysium | 21 |
Otras 9 secciones no mostradas
Términos y frases comunes
amavit arife beauty beſt bleſs bleſs'd bleſſings boſom bright cauſe ceaſe cloſe courſe cras amet defire deſcend deſign divine eaſe ev'ry eyes facred fair fame fancy fear feas feat fight filent fing firſt fix'd flain flame flies flow'ry fome fong foul Frogs fuch glitt'ring glory grace heart heav'n heav'nly Ifrael increaſe itſelf King laſt Lord lov'd mercy moſt Muſe muſic night numbers o'er Parnell paſſion paſt plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pray'r preſent prophet rage rais'd raiſe realms reſt rife riſe roſe ſacred ſcene Scriblerus Club ſea ſee ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſhade ſhake ſhall ſhe ſhed ſhine ſhould ſhow ſing ſkies ſky ſmiles ſome ſong ſpeak ſpirit ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſtream ſtrive ſtrong ſubject ſuch ſupport ſweet thee theſe thine THOMAS PARNELL thoſe thou thought thro Twas verſe viſion wand'ring whoſe wondrous