A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, 第 6 巻Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 |
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... sweet Of evils , with immortal reft from cares ; Affuage the terrours of the throne of Jove ; And quench the formidable thunderbolt Of unrelenting fire . With flacken'd wings , While now the folemn concert breathes around , Incumbent o ...
... sweet Of evils , with immortal reft from cares ; Affuage the terrours of the throne of Jove ; And quench the formidable thunderbolt Of unrelenting fire . With flacken'd wings , While now the folemn concert breathes around , Incumbent o ...
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... Sweet - fmelling flow'rs . for there doth Edmund rest , The learned shepherd ; for each rural art Fam'd , and for fongs harmonious , and the woes Of ill - requited love . The faithlefs pride Of fair Matilda fank him to the grave In ...
... Sweet - fmelling flow'rs . for there doth Edmund rest , The learned shepherd ; for each rural art Fam'd , and for fongs harmonious , and the woes Of ill - requited love . The faithlefs pride Of fair Matilda fank him to the grave In ...
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... This gives the most unbounded fway : This fhall inchant the fubject heart When rofe and lily fade away ; And She be ftill , in fpite of time , Sweet Amoret in all her prime . 17 ODE OD E TO THE TI B E R. WRITTEN ABROAD ( 45 )
... This gives the most unbounded fway : This fhall inchant the fubject heart When rofe and lily fade away ; And She be ftill , in fpite of time , Sweet Amoret in all her prime . 17 ODE OD E TO THE TI B E R. WRITTEN ABROAD ( 45 )
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... sweet a shade ; In these fad feats an early grave he found , b And the first rites to gloomy Dis convey'd . C Witness thou Field of Mars , that oft hadft known His youthful triumphs in the mimic war , Thou heardft the heart - felt ...
... sweet a shade ; In these fad feats an early grave he found , b And the first rites to gloomy Dis convey'd . C Witness thou Field of Mars , that oft hadft known His youthful triumphs in the mimic war , Thou heardft the heart - felt ...
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... sweet labours of her Artifts ' hands ; He wakes her Graces , who her empire guards , And both Minervas join in willing bands . O why , Britannia , why untrophied pafs The patriot deeds thy godlike Sons display , Why breathes on high no ...
... sweet labours of her Artifts ' hands ; He wakes her Graces , who her empire guards , And both Minervas join in willing bands . O why , Britannia , why untrophied pafs The patriot deeds thy godlike Sons display , Why breathes on high no ...
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391 ページ - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air And, with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
397 ページ - That lost in long futurity expire. Fond impious man, think'st thou yon sanguine cloud Raised by thy breath, has quench'd the orb of day? To-morrow he repairs the golden flood And warms the nations with redoubled ray. Enough for me : with joy I see The different doom our fates assign : Be thine Despair and sceptred Care, To triumph and to die are mine.
392 ページ - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...
392 ページ - Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep : they do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
389 ページ - Closed his eyes in endless night. Behold where Dryden's less presumptuous car Wide o'er the fields of Glory bear Two coursers of ethereal race, With necks in thunder clothed, and long-resounding pace Hark, his hands the lyre explore! Bright-eyed Fancy, hovering o'er, Scatters from her pictured urn Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn. But ah ! 'tis heard no more — Oh ! Lyre divine, what daring Spirit Wakes thee now ! Tho...
392 ページ - With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. 1 'Weave the warp and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race; Give ample room and verge enough The characters of hell to trace...
393 ページ - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes: Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm: Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey.
385 ページ - Perching on the sceptred hand Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king With ruffled plumes, and flagging wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak, and lightnings of his eye.
389 ページ - Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate ; Beneath the good how far — but far above the great ! ODE VI.
388 ページ - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...