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adieu anguish beauty beguile beneath blast bless bless'd bliss bloom bosom bower breast breath bright CHARLOTTE SMITH charm cheek cheer cold dear death Delia delight despair dream e'er fade fair fame Fancy farewell fate feel flame flowers fond gale gentle gloom glow grace grave grief grove hear heart Heaven honours hope HOTWELLS hour hour of victory lids contain life's lonely Lycidas lyre maid mind Monody morn mourn Musaeus Muse Naiad ne'er NEAERA night nymph o'er pain pale pass'd peace Pelew Islands pensive pity pride rapture rill rise round SANDGATE CASTLE scenes shade shine shore sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song soothe sorrow soul spring storm strain stream sweet tear tempest tender thee thine thou thought toil tomb Twas vale virtues voice wake wandering wave weep wild winds youth
207 ページ - feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold A sheephook, or have learned aught else the least That to the faithful herdman's art belongs! [sped; What recks it them? What need they? They are And, when they list, their lean and flashy songs
205 ページ - thorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherds' ear. Where were ye, Nymphs, when the remorseless deep Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona* high, Nor yet where Deva
203 ページ - with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year: Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due;
178 ページ - came and went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way,
203 ページ - LYCIDAS. In this Monody the author bewails a learned friend *, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish seas, 1637: and by occasion foretells the ruin of our corrupted clergy, then in their height. Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more. Ye myrtles
311 ページ - Like the corpse of an outcast abandon'd to weather, Till the mountain winds wasted the tenantless clay. Nor yet quite deserted, though lonely extended, For, faithful in death, his mute favourite attended, The much loved remains of his master defended, And chased the hill fox and the raven away. How long didst thou think that his silence
266 ページ - bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown That on his head an hour has been; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me!
209 ページ - Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus * old, Where the great Vision of the guarded Mount t Looks toward Namancos J and Bayona's hold; Look homeward, angel, now, and melt with ruth : And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
205 ページ - Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona* high, Nor yet where Deva