A Collection of Poems ...Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1758 |
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... beauty , all that wealth e'er gave , Await alike th ' inevitable hour . The paths of glory lead but to the grave . Nor you , ye Proud , impute to These the fault , If Mem❜ry o'er their Tomb no Trophies raise , Where thro ' the long ...
... beauty , all that wealth e'er gave , Await alike th ' inevitable hour . The paths of glory lead but to the grave . Nor you , ye Proud , impute to These the fault , If Mem❜ry o'er their Tomb no Trophies raise , Where thro ' the long ...
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... Beauty fhines , and Friendship warm , And Honour in a female form . With them in aged groves to walk , And lofe my thoughts in artlefs talk , Í fhun the voice of Party loud , I fhun loofe Pleafure's idle crowd , And monkish academic ...
... Beauty fhines , and Friendship warm , And Honour in a female form . With them in aged groves to walk , And lofe my thoughts in artlefs talk , Í fhun the voice of Party loud , I fhun loofe Pleafure's idle crowd , And monkish academic ...
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... Beauty smiles ferenely fair , And Courage frowns with martial air ; Tho ' whiskers quaint the face difguife , And habits odd to modern eyes . Behold what kings in Britain reign'd , Plantagenets with blood diftain'd , And valiant Tudor's ...
... Beauty smiles ferenely fair , And Courage frowns with martial air ; Tho ' whiskers quaint the face difguife , And habits odd to modern eyes . Behold what kings in Britain reign'd , Plantagenets with blood diftain'd , And valiant Tudor's ...
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... beauty of thy outward show , Like me they do not love , whate'er they feem , with paffion founded on esteem . Like me XXX XXX T Answer to the foregoing Lines . By the late Lord HERVEY . OO well these lines that fatal truth declare ...
... beauty of thy outward show , Like me they do not love , whate'er they feem , with paffion founded on esteem . Like me XXX XXX T Answer to the foregoing Lines . By the late Lord HERVEY . OO well these lines that fatal truth declare ...
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... beauty , and his flaves mankind . XVI . Nor am I a Numidian but by name , For I can int'reft for my love disclaim : My virtue shows what ' twas the gods defign'd , By chance on Africk's clay they ftamp'd a Roman mind . XVII . Not all ...
... beauty , and his flaves mankind . XVI . Nor am I a Numidian but by name , For I can int'reft for my love disclaim : My virtue shows what ' twas the gods defign'd , By chance on Africk's clay they ftamp'd a Roman mind . XVII . Not all ...
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6 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.
153 ページ - scape, despis'd or aw'd, Rebellion's vengeful talons seize on Laud. From meaner minds, though smaller fines content The plunder'd palace, or sequester'd rent; Mark'd out by dangerous parts he meets the shock, And fatal Learning leads him to the block: Around his tomb let Art and Genius weep, But hear his death, ye blockheads, hear and sleep.
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.
2 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.
3 ページ - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
153 ページ - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
5 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...
247 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.
147 ページ - O'erspread with snares the clouded maze of fate. Where wav'ring man, betray'd by vent'rous pride, To tread the dreary paths without a guide ; As treach'rous phantoms in the mist delude, Shuns fancied ills, or chases airy good.
159 ページ - Enquirer, cease, petitions yet remain, Which heav'n may hear, nor deem religion vain. Still raise for good the supplicating voice, But leave to heav'n the measure and the choice, Safe in his pow'r, whose eyes discern afar The secret ambush of a specious pray'r.