Selection of Poems ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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... peaceful , happy floor : Where Phyllis brings her loaded pail , And young affection lisps its tale ; Lead to dusky lanes or shades , Where tall oaks lift high their heads : To the seat of happiness , To the garden's lov'd recess ; Beds ...
... peaceful , happy floor : Where Phyllis brings her loaded pail , And young affection lisps its tale ; Lead to dusky lanes or shades , Where tall oaks lift high their heads : To the seat of happiness , To the garden's lov'd recess ; Beds ...
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... what procures us pain ; For children , as their years increase , Increase our cares , and spoil our peace : Paternal love can never cease , But ever will remain . Mary Goldsmith . SONG . WHEN first this humble roof I knew , 22 Song •
... what procures us pain ; For children , as their years increase , Increase our cares , and spoil our peace : Paternal love can never cease , But ever will remain . Mary Goldsmith . SONG . WHEN first this humble roof I knew , 22 Song •
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... peace the dwelling shar'd , No other guest came nigh ; In them was giv'n , tho ' gold was spar'd , What gold could never buy . No value has a splendid lot , But as the means to prove That , from the castle to the cot , The all of life ...
... peace the dwelling shar'd , No other guest came nigh ; In them was giv'n , tho ' gold was spar'd , What gold could never buy . No value has a splendid lot , But as the means to prove That , from the castle to the cot , The all of life ...
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... hail ! kind sleep , in poppies drest , Health's sweetest sister , queen of peace ! In thee distinction sinks to rest ; In thee our daily troubles cease . Thy willing captives bless thy chain , Yet slaves at 28 Midnight Thoughts.
... hail ! kind sleep , in poppies drest , Health's sweetest sister , queen of peace ! In thee distinction sinks to rest ; In thee our daily troubles cease . Thy willing captives bless thy chain , Yet slaves at 28 Midnight Thoughts.
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... peaceful mind , Which still was gentle , still was kind . Her very looks , her garb , her mien , Disclos'd the humble soul within . Trace her thro ' ev'ry scene of life , View her as widow , virgin , wife ; Still the same humble she ...
... peaceful mind , Which still was gentle , still was kind . Her very looks , her garb , her mien , Disclos'd the humble soul within . Trace her thro ' ev'ry scene of life , View her as widow , virgin , wife ; Still the same humble she ...
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basket woman beauteous beauty beneath bless blest bliss bloom blush bosom bow'r breast breath bright canst charms cheek cheer cry'd dear death delight doom'd e'er EPIGRAM ev'ning ev'ry fair fancy fate fear flame flow'r flower folding star fond friend of human gale gentle give gloom glow grace grief hail happy hast heart heav'n hope hour kind gentlemen LADY life's lov'd love's lyre Magazine maid mind morn mourn muse Musidora ne'er night nymph o'er pain peace Pindar pity pleasure poison'd pow'r pride rapture RICHARD PLANTAGENET rill rise rose rove sacred scene shade shine sigh silent skies smile soft song sooth sorrow soul spring strain stream swain sweet tear Tell tender thee thine thought thro TOM JONES trembling Twas vale vex'd voice wilt thou wind wings wish youth
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293 ページ - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
150 ページ - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
132 ページ - Go, Soul, the body's guest, Upon a thankless arrant: Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant: Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Say to the court, it glows And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church it shows What's good, and doth no good: If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates, they live Acting by others...
208 ページ - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
263 ページ - Twas thus, by the cave of the mountain afar, While his harp rung symphonious, a hermit began ; No more with himself or with nature at war, He thought as a sage, though he felt as a man.
171 ページ - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
264 ページ - Now, gliding remote on the verge of the sky, The Moon, half extinguish'd, her crescent displays ; But lately I mark'd when majestic on high She shone, and the planets were lost in her blaze. Roll on, thou fair orb, and with gladness pursue The path that conducts thee to splendour again. But man's faded glory what change shall renew? Ah, fool...
150 ページ - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
134 ページ - Tell arts they have no soundness, But vary by esteeming, Tell schools they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming.
133 ページ - Tell zeal it wants devotion. Tell love it is but lust, Tell time it is but motion, Tell flesh it is but dust : And wish them not reply, For thou must give the lie.