Extracts, Elegant, Instructive, and Entertaining, in Poetry, 第 1 巻Vicesimus Knox Rivington, 1791 |
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... Shew not more finooth when kifs'd by fouthern Juft ready to expire . Scarce importun'd , [ winds , The gen'rous foil with a luxuriant hand Offer'd the various produce of the year , And And ev'ry thing most perfect in its kind . Bleffed ...
... Shew not more finooth when kifs'd by fouthern Juft ready to expire . Scarce importun'd , [ winds , The gen'rous foil with a luxuriant hand Offer'd the various produce of the year , And And ev'ry thing most perfect in its kind . Bleffed ...
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... Shew me the hand that dealt it ! — Baffled here By his Omnipotence , Philofophy Slowly her thoughts inadequate revolves , And ftands , with all his circlingwonders round her , Like heavy Saturn in th'ethereal ipace Begirt with an ...
... Shew me the hand that dealt it ! — Baffled here By his Omnipotence , Philofophy Slowly her thoughts inadequate revolves , And ftands , with all his circlingwonders round her , Like heavy Saturn in th'ethereal ipace Begirt with an ...
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... Shew me the rampart which o'er many a hill , Through many a valley , ftretch'd its wide extent , Rais'd by that mighty monarch to repel The roving Tartar , when with infult rude ' Gainft Pekin's tow'rs he bent th ' unerring bow . But ...
... Shew me the rampart which o'er many a hill , Through many a valley , ftretch'd its wide extent , Rais'd by that mighty monarch to repel The roving Tartar , when with infult rude ' Gainft Pekin's tow'rs he bent th ' unerring bow . But ...
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... Shew what my faults have been ; And from thy gospel let me draw Pardon for all my fin . Here would I learn how Chrift has died To fave my foul from hell : Not all the books on earth befide Such heav'nly wonders tell , Then let me love ...
... Shew what my faults have been ; And from thy gospel let me draw Pardon for all my fin . Here would I learn how Chrift has died To fave my foul from hell : Not all the books on earth befide Such heav'nly wonders tell , Then let me love ...
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... shew the paths that lead aftray " To bring th ' eternal Author to my mind ! " When oceans roar , or awful thunders toll , " May thoughts of thy diead vengeance thake " my soul ! § 240. Fable II . The Paniber , the Horfe. 06 46 " When ...
... shew the paths that lead aftray " To bring th ' eternal Author to my mind ! " When oceans roar , or awful thunders toll , " May thoughts of thy diead vengeance thake " my soul ! § 240. Fable II . The Paniber , the Horfe. 06 46 " When ...
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22 ページ - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
22 ページ - And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
188 ページ - Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
443 ページ - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
215 ページ - With too much spirit to be e'er at ease; With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.
210 ページ - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
14 ページ - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
19 ページ - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge thy foe.
205 ページ - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
33 ページ - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.