A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].J. Hughes, 1755 |
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... heart , The gen'rous fpark extinct revive , Teach me to love , and to forgive , Exact my own defects to scan , What others are to feel , and know myself a Man . EDU . EDUCATIO N. A POEM : in Two CANTOS . Written [ 8 ]
... heart , The gen'rous fpark extinct revive , Teach me to love , and to forgive , Exact my own defects to scan , What others are to feel , and know myself a Man . EDU . EDUCATIO N. A POEM : in Two CANTOS . Written [ 8 ]
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... wounds this youthful heart fhall feel , Thy fongs fupport me , and thy morals heal ! * Tempus erit Turno , magno cum obtaverit emptum There Intactum pallanta , & c . There ev'ry thought the poet's warmth may raise , There [ 68 ]
... wounds this youthful heart fhall feel , Thy fongs fupport me , and thy morals heal ! * Tempus erit Turno , magno cum obtaverit emptum There Intactum pallanta , & c . There ev'ry thought the poet's warmth may raise , There [ 68 ]
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... feel , On his own Rome he turns th ' avenging steel . Yet fhall not War's infatiate fury fall , ( So heav'n ordains it ) on the destin'd wall . See the fond mother ' midft the plaintive train Hung on his knees , and proftrate on the ...
... feel , On his own Rome he turns th ' avenging steel . Yet fhall not War's infatiate fury fall , ( So heav'n ordains it ) on the destin'd wall . See the fond mother ' midft the plaintive train Hung on his knees , and proftrate on the ...
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... feel thy worth the more ; Unmov'd I hear them speak , or see them fair , And only think on thee - who art not there . In vain would books their formal fuccour lend , Nor wit , nor wisdom can relieve their friend ; Wit can't deceive the ...
... feel thy worth the more ; Unmov'd I hear them speak , or see them fair , And only think on thee - who art not there . In vain would books their formal fuccour lend , Nor wit , nor wisdom can relieve their friend ; Wit can't deceive the ...
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... feel , tho ' pity had fuppreft . Yet added grief my apprehenfion fills ( If there can be addition to thofe ills ) When they shall cry , whofe harsh reproof I dread , " " Twas thy own deed , thy folly on thy head ! Age knows not to allow ...
... feel , tho ' pity had fuppreft . Yet added grief my apprehenfion fills ( If there can be addition to thofe ills ) When they shall cry , whofe harsh reproof I dread , " " Twas thy own deed , thy folly on thy head ! Age knows not to allow ...
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2 ページ - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
5 ページ - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay. Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
4 ページ - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
1 ページ - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
159 ページ - The robes of pleasure and the veils of woe: All aid the farce, and all thy mirth maintain, Whose joys are causeless, or whose griefs are vain. Such was the scorn that...
162 ページ - Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee...
2 ページ - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
160 ページ - At length his sov'reign frowns — the train of state Mark the keen glance, and watch the sign to hate.
5 ページ - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
260 ページ - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.