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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... trembling Tides of vanquish'd Day , And stretching Eastward half the World fecures , Defies Discov'ry , and like Time endures ! Now FROST fent Boreal Blafts to fcourge the Air , To bind the Streams , and leave the Landscape hare ; Yet ...
... trembling Tides of vanquish'd Day , And stretching Eastward half the World fecures , Defies Discov'ry , and like Time endures ! Now FROST fent Boreal Blafts to fcourge the Air , To bind the Streams , and leave the Landscape hare ; Yet ...
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... trembling All , Back from the God , a fhow'ry Radiance , fall , Light'ning the Scene beneath ! a Scene divine ! Where Saints , Clouds , Seraphs , intermingled shine ! Here Water - falls , that play melodious round , Like a sweet Organ ...
... trembling All , Back from the God , a fhow'ry Radiance , fall , Light'ning the Scene beneath ! a Scene divine ! Where Saints , Clouds , Seraphs , intermingled shine ! Here Water - falls , that play melodious round , Like a sweet Organ ...
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... trembling in fome feeble Wind , Sigh out prophetic Fears , and freeze the Mind ! Loud laughs the Hag ! -She mocks Complaint away , Unroofs the Den , and lets in more than Day . Swarms of wild Fancies , wing'd in various Flight , Seek ...
... trembling in fome feeble Wind , Sigh out prophetic Fears , and freeze the Mind ! Loud laughs the Hag ! -She mocks Complaint away , Unroofs the Den , and lets in more than Day . Swarms of wild Fancies , wing'd in various Flight , Seek ...
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... trembling Heart , unform'd to bear . Now rifing Fortune elevates his Mind , He fhines unclouded , and adorns Mankind . So in fome Engine , that denies a Vent , If unrefpiring is fome Creature pent , It fickens , droops , and pants , and ...
... trembling Heart , unform'd to bear . Now rifing Fortune elevates his Mind , He fhines unclouded , and adorns Mankind . So in fome Engine , that denies a Vent , If unrefpiring is fome Creature pent , It fickens , droops , and pants , and ...
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... trembling Shades , Clofe in deep Glooms , or open clear in Glades ; Or where surrounding Viftas far descend , The Landfcape varied at each lefs'ning End ! She , only She can mortal Thought refine , And raife thy Voice to Vifitants ...
... trembling Shades , Clofe in deep Glooms , or open clear in Glades ; Or where surrounding Viftas far descend , The Landfcape varied at each lefs'ning End ! She , only She can mortal Thought refine , And raife thy Voice to Vifitants ...
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Various Poems. The Wanderer, a Moral Poem. The Triumph of Mirth and Health ... Richard Savage Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
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
Pasajes populares
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...