A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].1758 |
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... These the fault , If Mem❜ry o'er their Tomb no Trophies raise , Where thro ' the long - drawn isle and fretted vault The pealing anthem fwells the note of praise . Can ftoried urn or animated buft Back to its manfion call the fleeting ...
... These the fault , If Mem❜ry o'er their Tomb no Trophies raise , Where thro ' the long - drawn isle and fretted vault The pealing anthem fwells the note of praise . Can ftoried urn or animated buft Back to its manfion call the fleeting ...
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... these bones from infult to protect Some frail memorial ftill erected nigh , With uncouth rhimes and shapeless sculpture deck'd , Implores the paffing tribute of a figh . Their name , their years , fpelt by th ' Their [ 4 ] Some village ...
... these bones from infult to protect Some frail memorial ftill erected nigh , With uncouth rhimes and shapeless sculpture deck'd , Implores the paffing tribute of a figh . Their name , their years , fpelt by th ' Their [ 4 ] Some village ...
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... These generous fcyons ; they with watchful care Still , as the fwelling paffions ' gan difclofe The buds of future virtues , did prepare With prudent culture the young shoots to rear : And aye in this endearing pious toil They by a f ...
... These generous fcyons ; they with watchful care Still , as the fwelling paffions ' gan difclofe The buds of future virtues , did prepare With prudent culture the young shoots to rear : And aye in this endearing pious toil They by a f ...
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... these glorious gifts elate and vain Lock'd he his wifdom up in churlish pride ; But , ftooping from his height , would even deign The feeble fteps of Infancy to guide . h Alfe , alfo , further . k Aye , ever . i Mote , might . Ne , nor ...
... these glorious gifts elate and vain Lock'd he his wifdom up in churlish pride ; But , ftooping from his height , would even deign The feeble fteps of Infancy to guide . h Alfe , alfo , further . k Aye , ever . i Mote , might . Ne , nor ...
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... these fair flattering words , fhe rais'd her head ; And bending on the KNIGHT her frowning brow , Mock'st thou my forrows , Fairy's Son ? she said . • Sith , fince . Or Or is thy judgment by thy heart misled To deem [ 40 ] .
... these fair flattering words , fhe rais'd her head ; And bending on the KNIGHT her frowning brow , Mock'st thou my forrows , Fairy's Son ? she said . • Sith , fince . Or Or is thy judgment by thy heart misled To deem [ 40 ] .
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2 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.
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.
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.
4 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' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
153 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...
158 ページ - But did not Chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
226 ページ - Untainted by the guilty bribe ; Uncurs'd amid the harpy tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear ; My honour and my conscience clear ; Thus may I calmly meet my end, Thus to the grave in peace descend.
152 ページ - And scarce a sycophant was fed by pride; Where ne'er was known the form of mock debate, Or seen a new-made mayor's unwieldy state; Where change of fav'rites made no change of laws, And senates heard before they...
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.
251 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.