The Works of William Mason, 第 1 巻

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T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811

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201 ページ - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
137 ページ - Take, holy earth ! all that my soul holds dear : Take that best gift which heaven so lately gave To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form ; she bow'd to taste the wave, And died.
137 ページ - Maria! breathe a strain divine: even from the grave thou shalt have power to charm : bid them be chaste, be innocent, like thee; bid them in duty's sphere as meekly move: and if so fair, from vanity as free; as firm in friendship, and as fond in love. Tell them, tho...
107 ページ - It pauses now ; and now, with rising knell, Flings to the hollow gale its sullen sound. , * * * is dead. Attend the strain, Daughters of Albion ! ye that, light as air, So oft have tript in her fantastic train, With hearts as gay, and faces half as fair : For she was fair beyond your brightest bloom (This Envy owns, since now her bloom is fled) Fair as the forms, that, wove in Fancy's loom, Float in light vision round the Poet's head.
88 ページ - There is a path which no fowl knoweth, and which the vulture's eye hath not seen. The lion's whelps have not trodden it, nor the fierce lion passed by it.
390 ページ - ... work, about twelve foot in height, by which you may go in shade into the garden. As for the making of knots or figures with divers coloured earths, that they may lie under the windows of the house on that side which the garden stands, they be but toys : you may see as good sights many times in tarts.
406 ページ - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen, are showers of violets found; The redbreast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground...
47 ページ - Ev'n mighty kings, the heirs of empire wide, Rising, with solemn state, and slow, From their sable thrones below, Meet and insult thy pride. What, dost thou join our ghostly train, A flitting shadow, light and vain ? Where is thy pomp, thy festive throng, Thy revel dance, and wanton song ? Proud king ! corruption fastens on thy breast; And calls her crawling brood, and bids them share the feast.
401 ページ - So spake the fiend; and with necessity, The tyrant's plea, excus'd his devilish deeds.
201 ページ - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a garden. And, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures ; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man, without which buildings and palaces are but gross handiworks.

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