The Union: Or Select Scots and English PoemsArchibald Monro & David Murray, 1753 - 144 ページ |
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... fall without the foe , The pious hero vanquish'd Heaven by pray'r ; His faith an army , and his vows a war , Thee too , Ozias , fates indulgent bleft , And thy day fhone , in fairest actions dreft ; Till that rash hand , by fome blind ...
... fall without the foe , The pious hero vanquish'd Heaven by pray'r ; His faith an army , and his vows a war , Thee too , Ozias , fates indulgent bleft , And thy day fhone , in fairest actions dreft ; Till that rash hand , by fome blind ...
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... falling day . Tho ' nature her inverted course forego , The day forget to reft , the time to flow , Yet fhall ... fall'n Sion , once the fair and great , Sits deep in duft , abandon'd , defolate ; Bleeds her fad heart , and ever ...
... falling day . Tho ' nature her inverted course forego , The day forget to reft , the time to flow , Yet fhall ... fall'n Sion , once the fair and great , Sits deep in duft , abandon'd , defolate ; Bleeds her fad heart , and ever ...
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... falling oak . From thought to thought in vision led , He holds high converse with the Dead ; Sages or Poets . See , they rife ! And shadowy skim before his eyes . Hark ! Orpheus ftrikes the lyre again , That soften'd favages to men : Lo ...
... falling oak . From thought to thought in vision led , He holds high converse with the Dead ; Sages or Poets . See , they rife ! And shadowy skim before his eyes . Hark ! Orpheus ftrikes the lyre again , That soften'd favages to men : Lo ...
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... falls of water you refide : ' Midft broken rocks , a rugged fcene , With green and graffy dales between : ' Midft foreft dark of aged oak , Ne'er echoing with the woodman's stroke ; Where never human art appear'd , Nor ev'n one straw ...
... falls of water you refide : ' Midft broken rocks , a rugged fcene , With green and graffy dales between : ' Midft foreft dark of aged oak , Ne'er echoing with the woodman's stroke ; Where never human art appear'd , Nor ev'n one straw ...
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... fall . Now let us louder strike the lyre , For my heart glows with martial fire I feel , I feel , with sudden heat , My big tumultuous bofom beat ; The trumpet's clangors pierce my ear , A thousand widows ' fhrieks I hear : Give me ...
... fall . Now let us louder strike the lyre , For my heart glows with martial fire I feel , I feel , with sudden heat , My big tumultuous bofom beat ; The trumpet's clangors pierce my ear , A thousand widows ' fhrieks I hear : Give me ...
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65 ページ - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. 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.
69 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 can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
69 ページ - Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A "Youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown. Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
65 ページ - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
40 ページ - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As musing slow I hail Thy genial loved return. For when thy folding-star * arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours, and Elves Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
68 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.
66 ページ - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
67 ページ - Hampden, that with dauntlefs breaft, The little tyrant of his fields withftood ; Some mute inglorious Milton here may reft, Some Cromwell guiltlefs of his country's blood. Th...
65 ページ - And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
62 ページ - Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie. The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar His all become the prey of war ; Bethinks him of his babes and wife, Then smites his breast, and curses life.