A Select Collection of Poems, from Admired Authors, and Scarce Miscellanies: With Many Pieces Never Before PublishedW. Kelley ... sold by J. Bew ... London., 1790 - 240 ページ |
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... son of Godfrey Bar- batus , duke of Brabant , and brother of queen Adeliza , fecond wife of king Henry I. He took the name of PERCY , and was ancestor of the earls of Northumberland . His fon lord RICHARD DE PERCY was one of the twenty ...
... son of Godfrey Bar- batus , duke of Brabant , and brother of queen Adeliza , fecond wife of king Henry I. He took the name of PERCY , and was ancestor of the earls of Northumberland . His fon lord RICHARD DE PERCY was one of the twenty ...
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... , And tend thee in thy bed . A meffage went , no daughter came ; Fair ISABEL ne'er appears : Befhrew me , faid the aged chief , Young maidens have their fears . D 2 Cheer Cheer up , my son , thou fhalt her fee OF WARK WORTH . 27.
... , And tend thee in thy bed . A meffage went , no daughter came ; Fair ISABEL ne'er appears : Befhrew me , faid the aged chief , Young maidens have their fears . D 2 Cheer Cheer up , my son , thou fhalt her fee OF WARK WORTH . 27.
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... son , thou fhalt her fee So foon as thou canst ride ; And she shall nurse thee in her bower , And she shall be thy bride . Sir Bertram , at her name reviv'd , He blefs'd the foothing found ; Fond hope supplied the Nurse's care , And ...
... son , thou fhalt her fee So foon as thou canst ride ; And she shall nurse thee in her bower , And she shall be thy bride . Sir Bertram , at her name reviv'd , He blefs'd the foothing found ; Fond hope supplied the Nurse's care , And ...
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... Sons Would grace my lowly cot . Oft the great Earl from toils of ftate , And cumbrous pomp of power , Would gladly feek my little cell To spend the tranquil hour . But length of life is length of woe , I liv'd to mourn his fall : I liv ...
... Sons Would grace my lowly cot . Oft the great Earl from toils of ftate , And cumbrous pomp of power , Would gladly feek my little cell To spend the tranquil hour . But length of life is length of woe , I liv'd to mourn his fall : I liv ...
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... SONS to him fhe bore , All worthy of their name . * King Henry V. Anno 1414 . THE END OF THE BALLAD . The account given in the foregoing ballad of young PERCY , the fon of HorSPUR , is confirmed by the following Extract from an old ...
... SONS to him fhe bore , All worthy of their name . * King Henry V. Anno 1414 . THE END OF THE BALLAD . The account given in the foregoing ballad of young PERCY , the fon of HorSPUR , is confirmed by the following Extract from an old ...
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beauteous beauty beneath beſt blifs bluſh breaft BRINKBURN Priory Chapel charms cheek cloſe cries dance death defcend delight deſpair diftant e'er eaſe ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fear feen fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhine fhore fhould fhun fide fighs fight filks fing firſt fkies fleep flow'rs fmile foft fome foon forrow foul fpirit frae ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword glow grace guife hand heart heav'n loft lord lovely nymph maid marble white mind mufe muft muſt ne'er night night the moon Northumberland nymph o'er paffion PERCY pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride purſue reft rife riſe river COQUET rofe roſe ſcene ſhall ſhe ſpeed ſpread ſtate ſteps ſtill tears thee thefe theſe thofe Thoſe thou thouſand thro twas uſe Warkworth whofe worfe wou'd youth
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114 ページ - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling Time moves round...
115 ページ - An honest man's the noblest work of God ;" And, certes,* in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind. What is a lordling's pomp ? A cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind! Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined ! O Scotia, my dear, my native soil!
109 ページ - No mercenary bard his homage pays: With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end; My dearest meed, a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's sequester'd scene; The native feelings strong, the guileless ways; What Aiken in a cottage would have been; Ah! tho' his worth unknown, far happier there, I ween. November chill blaws loud wi...
111 ページ - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek : Wi...
112 ページ - O happy love, — where love like this is found! — O heart-felt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare — " If heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale...
111 ページ - And mind their labors wi' an eydent hand, And ne'er, tho' out o' sight, to jauk or play: "And O! be sure to fear the Lord alway, And mind your duty, duly, morn and night; Lest in temptation's path ye gang astray, Implore his counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright.
113 ページ - The priest-like father reads the sacred page; How Abram was the friend of God on high; Or Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
112 ページ - I've paced much this weary mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare 'If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
114 ページ - There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
113 ページ - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !