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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... sport of ev'ry paffion made , By all carefs'd , and yet by all betray'd ; From Order's flow'ry path perversely strays , And wanders on in Error's crooked maze ; And , fpite of Nature , and in Reafon's fpight , Purfues wrong measures ...
... sport of ev'ry paffion made , By all carefs'd , and yet by all betray'd ; From Order's flow'ry path perversely strays , And wanders on in Error's crooked maze ; And , fpite of Nature , and in Reafon's fpight , Purfues wrong measures ...
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... on And bears its flow'ry honours to the sky , The ruddy maids , and fun burnt fwains refort , And practise ev'ry night the lovely sport : On On ev'ry fide Eolian artifts ftand , Whofe active elbows 88 THE ART OF DANCING .
... on And bears its flow'ry honours to the sky , The ruddy maids , and fun burnt fwains refort , And practise ev'ry night the lovely sport : On On ev'ry fide Eolian artifts ftand , Whofe active elbows 88 THE ART OF DANCING .
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... sport , And like a monarch rul'd their little court ; ' The pliant bow he form'd , the flying ball , The bat , the wicket , were his labours all ; Him now they follow to his grave , and stand Silent and fad , and gazing , hand in hand ...
... sport , And like a monarch rul'd their little court ; ' The pliant bow he form'd , the flying ball , The bat , the wicket , were his labours all ; Him now they follow to his grave , and stand Silent and fad , and gazing , hand in hand ...
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... sport begun . Heav'n ! what delights my active mind renew , When out - spread nature opens to my view , The carpet - cover'd earth of spangled white , The vaulted sky , just ting'd with purple light ; The bufy blackbird hops from spray ...
... sport begun . Heav'n ! what delights my active mind renew , When out - spread nature opens to my view , The carpet - cover'd earth of spangled white , The vaulted sky , just ting'd with purple light ; The bufy blackbird hops from spray ...
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... sport , Attended by the nobles of his court , It chanc'd a beaft of more than common speed Sprang from the brake , and thro ' the defert fled . The ardent Prince , impetuous as the wind , Rush'd on , and left his lagging train behind ...
... sport , Attended by the nobles of his court , It chanc'd a beaft of more than common speed Sprang from the brake , and thro ' the defert fled . The ardent Prince , impetuous as the wind , Rush'd on , and left his lagging train behind ...
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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 !