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æther Albion arms beauty Behold beneath blest boast breast brow Callimachus Cardelia charms courser court crowd curs'd dame death divine dome dreadful Duke Dunciad e'er Earl Ev'n eyes face facred fair fairy fam'd fame fate fatire flame flow'rs foes foul Gaul gen'rous give glory grace Grongar Hill groves happy hear heart heav'n honour joys king lise live Lord lyre maid Matthew Green mighty mind mortal Muse ne'er never night nymph o'er pain passion peace Peleus pleas'd pleasure pow'r praise pride prince proud Queen Queen Anne Queen's College quid rage rais'd reign rife Rome round scene sear semel shade shew shine shun sields sire sirst smile Smilinda soul Spleen sweet taste tears thee thou thoufand thought throne tow'rs trembling Twas virtue vows Westminster Abbey wild William Shenstone wind wretched youth
300 ページ - ... verum ubi plura nitent in carmine, non ego paucis offendar maculis, quas aut incuria fudit aut humana parum cavit natura.
227 ページ - Wide and wider spreads the vale, As circles on a smooth canal ; The mountains round, unhappy fate! Sooner or later, of all height, Withdraw their summits from the skies...
230 ページ - As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air Which to those who journey near Barren, brown and rough appear: Still we tread the same coarse way; The present's still a cloudy day.
213 ページ - The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
352 ページ - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As musing slow I hail Thy genial loved return. For when thy folding-star * arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours, and Elves Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
351 ページ - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
265 ページ - And gives a loose at last to unavailing woe. But ah ! what pen his piteous plight may trace ? Or what device his loud laments explain? The form uncouth of his disguised face ? The pallid hue that dyes his looks amain ? The plenteous shower that does his cheek distain...
211 ページ - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barbarous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakespeare rose; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain. His powerful strokes presiding truth impress'd, And unresisted passion storm'd the breast.