A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. |
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Praise him , ye bless'd ætherial plains , Where , in full majesty , he deigns To fix
his awful throne : Ye waters , that above him roll , From orb to orb , from pole to
pole , Oh ! make his praises known ! IV . Ye thrones , dominions , virtues , pow'rs
...
Praise him , ye bless'd ætherial plains , Where , in full majesty , he deigns To fix
his awful throne : Ye waters , that above him roll , From orb to orb , from pole to
pole , Oh ! make his praises known ! IV . Ye thrones , dominions , virtues , pow'rs
...
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Collection Robert Dodsley. X. Ye summer's heat , and winter's cold , By turns in
long succession rollid , The drooping world to chear ; Praise him , who gave the
sun and moon , To lead the various seasons on , And guide the circling year . XI .
Collection Robert Dodsley. X. Ye summer's heat , and winter's cold , By turns in
long succession rollid , The drooping world to chear ; Praise him , who gave the
sun and moon , To lead the various seasons on , And guide the circling year . XI .
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Praise him , ye light'nings , as ye fly , Wing'd with his vengeance through the sky ,
And red with wrath divine ; Praise him , ye clouds , that wand'ring itray , Or fix'd by
him in close array , Surround his awful shrine . XV . Exalt , О earth ! thy ...
Praise him , ye light'nings , as ye fly , Wing'd with his vengeance through the sky ,
And red with wrath divine ; Praise him , ye clouds , that wand'ring itray , Or fix'd by
him in close array , Surround his awful shrine . XV . Exalt , О earth ! thy ...
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Ye secret fprings , ye gentle rills , That murm'ring rise among the hills , Or fill the
humble vale ; Praise him , at whose almighty nod The rugged rock diffolving flow'
d , And form'd a springing well . XIX . Praise him , ye floods , and seas profound ...
Ye secret fprings , ye gentle rills , That murm'ring rise among the hills , Or fill the
humble vale ; Praise him , at whose almighty nod The rugged rock diffolving flow'
d , And form'd a springing well . XIX . Praise him , ye floods , and seas profound ...
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Praise him , ye meek and humble train , Ye saints , whom his decrees ordain The
boundless bliss to share ; O ! praise him , till ye take your way To regions of
eternal day , And reign for ever there . XXVIII . Let us , who now impassive stand ...
Praise him , ye meek and humble train , Ye saints , whom his decrees ordain The
boundless bliss to share ; O ! praise him , till ye take your way To regions of
eternal day , And reign for ever there . XXVIII . Let us , who now impassive stand ...
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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.