A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, 第 6 巻Robert Dodsley J. Dodsley, 1770 - 336 ページ |
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bard beauty behold beneath bleffings bleft blifs boaſt bofom breaſt charms courſe diftant eaſe Ev'n facred fafe fage fair fame fate fcene fcorn fear feat fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhun fide figh fight filent fince firft firſt fleep flow'rs fmile foft folar folemn fome fong fons foul ftands ftate ftill ftream ftrings fuch fure fweet genius glory grace grove guife hand heart heav'n himſelf infpires juft laft Latian lefs loft lyre mind moſt Mufe muft muſt Naiads ne'er numbers Nymphs o'er paffion pain peace plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe purſue raiſe reafon reft rife rofe round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhould ſky ſpeak ſpirit ſpread ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtrain ſweet taſk taſte thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil vale virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wings wiſh youth
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323 ページ - Oh ! Lyre divine, what daring Spirit Wakes thee now ? though he inherit Nor the pride, nor ample pinion, That the Theban Eagle bear Sailing with fupreme dominion Through the azure deep of air: Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms, as glitter in the Mufe's ray With orient hues, unborrow'd of the
319 ページ - From Helicon's harmonious fprings" A thoufand rills their mazy progrefs take:' The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich ftream of mufic winds along Deep, majeftic, fmooth and ftrong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres
327 ページ - That loft in long futurity expire. ' Fond impious Man, think'ft thou, yon fanguine cloud, • Rais'd by thy breath, has quench'd the Orb of day ? 1 To-morrow he repairs the golden flood, • And warms the nations with redoubled ray.
320 ページ - II. i. Man's feeble race what Ills await, Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Difeafe, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, fad refuge from the ftorms of Fate! The fond complaint, my Song, difprove, And juftify the laws of Jove. Say, has he given in vain the heav'nly Mufe ? Night, and all her fickly dews, Her
323 ページ - Fancy hovering o'er Scatters from her piftur'd urn Thoughts, that breathe, and words, that burn. But ah! 'tis heard no more — Oh ! Lyre divine, what daring Spirit Wakes thee now ? though he inherit Nor the pride, nor ample pinion, That the Theban Eagle bear Sailing with
319 ページ - the fullen Cares, And frantic Paffions hear thy foft controul. On Thracia's hills the Lord of War Has curb'd the fury of his car, And drop'd his thirfty lance at thy command. Perching on the fcept'red hand Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king
323 ページ - Two courfers of ethereal race, ." With necks in thunder cloath'd, and long-refounding pace. III. 3. Hark, his hands the lyre explore! Bright-eyed Fancy hovering o'er Scatters from her piftur'd urn Thoughts, that breathe, and words, that burn. But ah!
30 ページ - SUCH was old Chaucer, fuch the placid mien Of him who firft with harmony inform'd The language of our fathers. Here he dwelt For many a cheerful day. thefe ancient walls Have often heard him, while his legends blithe He fang; of love, or knighthood, or the wiles Of homely life: through each eftate and age, The
328 ページ - Be thine Defpair, and fcepter'd Care, ' To triumph, and to die, are mine.' He fpoke, and headlong from the mountain's height Deep in the roaring tide he plung'd to endlefs night.
323 ページ - dominion Through the azure deep of air: Yet oft before his infant eyes would run Such forms, as glitter in the Mufe's ray With orient hues, unborrow'd of the Sun :. Yet