Various Poems: The Wanderer, a Moral Poem, The Triumph of Mirth and Health, and The Bastard. To which is Prefixed a Pref., Giving Some Account of ThemJ. Turner, 1761 - 115 páginas |
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... ginary Advantages of bafe Birth , and the pathetic Sentiments at the End , where he recounts the real Calamities which he fuf- fered by the Crime of his Parents : sidaal 38951 The * The Vigour and Spirit of the Verfes , the PREFACE ¶ IV ...
... ginary Advantages of bafe Birth , and the pathetic Sentiments at the End , where he recounts the real Calamities which he fuf- fered by the Crime of his Parents : sidaal 38951 The * The Vigour and Spirit of the Verfes , the PREFACE ¶ IV ...
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... Spirit of the Verfes , the peculiar Circumstances of the Authory the Novelty of the Subject , and the Notoriety of the Story , to which the Allufions are made , procured this Piece a very favourable Reception ; great Numbers were ...
... Spirit of the Verfes , the peculiar Circumstances of the Authory the Novelty of the Subject , and the Notoriety of the Story , to which the Allufions are made , procured this Piece a very favourable Reception ; great Numbers were ...
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... Spirit , which thy Bofom warms , Whofe Strength furprizes , and whofe Goodness charms ! That various Worth ! could that infpire my Lays , Envy fhould fmile , and Cenfure learn to praise : Yet , tho ' unequal to a Soul like thine , A ...
... Spirit , which thy Bofom warms , Whofe Strength furprizes , and whofe Goodness charms ! That various Worth ! could that infpire my Lays , Envy fhould fmile , and Cenfure learn to praise : Yet , tho ' unequal to a Soul like thine , A ...
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... Spirits faft decay ; A Terrass now relieves my weary Way . Close with this Stage a Precipice combines ; Whence ftill the spacious Country far declines ! The Herds feem Infects in the distant Glades , And Men diminish'd , as at Noon ...
... Spirits faft decay ; A Terrass now relieves my weary Way . Close with this Stage a Precipice combines ; Whence ftill the spacious Country far declines ! The Herds feem Infects in the distant Glades , And Men diminish'd , as at Noon ...
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... Spirits wafte ! All Fear forget Each Portal I poffefs , - Duty wide - opens to receive Distress . Oblig'd , I follow , by his Guidance led : The vaulted Roof re - echoing to our Tread ! And now , in squar'd Divifions , I furvey Chambers ...
... Spirits wafte ! All Fear forget Each Portal I poffefs , - Duty wide - opens to receive Distress . Oblig'd , I follow , by his Guidance led : The vaulted Roof re - echoing to our Tread ! And now , in squar'd Divifions , I furvey Chambers ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Abelard BASTAR behold beneath Blaze bleft bluſh Bofom Breaft bright Charms cloſe Clouds conſcious Dæmons dear defcend Deſpair diſplay divine Dunciad Ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fair Fame Fancy Fate feems fhall fhine figh firſt Flame flies flow Flow'rs fmiling foft folemn fome foul ftands ftill fuch funk fweet fwell gen'rous Glory glow Goddeſs Grace Grief Heart Heav'n heav'nly Honour infpire laft lefs loft lov'd Love Luftre Mind moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt Numbers o'er Olympia Paffion pale Phaon Pow'r Praiſe Pride purſue raiſe Raptures Rays reft RICHARD SAVAGE rife riſe Rocks rofe Sapho Scene ſcenes ſeen Seraph Shade ſhall ſhe ſhed ſhine ſhould ſhow ſmile Soul ſpeak ſpread Spring ſtand ſtill ſweet Tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou Thought thro trembling TYRCONNEL Virtue WANDERER weep whofe Whoſe wild Wind wiſh Youth
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Página 9 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Página 7 - ... on earth there be), And once the lot of Abelard and me. Alas, how chang'd ! what...
Página 9 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze...
Página 6 - Curse on all laws but those which love has made ! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.
Página 14 - Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas!
Página 11 - But let heav'n seize it, all at once 'tis fir'd; Not touch'd, but rapt; not waken'd, but inspir'd! Oh come! oh teach me nature to subdue, Renounce my love, my life, myself — and you. Fill my fond heart with God alone, for he Alone can rival, can succeed to thee.
Página 4 - Relentless walls ! whose darksome round contains Repentant sighs, and voluntary pains: Ye rugged rocks! which holy knees have worn; Ye grots and caverns shagg'd with horrid thorn! Shrines! where their vigils pale-ey'd virgins keep, And pitying saints, whose statues learn to weep! Tho' cold like you, unmov'd and silent grown, I have not yet forgot myself to stone.
Página 7 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
Página 7 - Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.
Página 5 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this pow'r away; And is my Abelard less kind than they? Tears still are mine, and those I need not spare...