A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands: With NotesJ. Dodsley, 1782 |
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... . Can ftoried urn , or animated bust , Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent duft , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 2 Perhaps 3 STI SE E nei . of the m TS [ 3 ]
... . Can ftoried urn , or animated bust , Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent duft , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 2 Perhaps 3 STI SE E nei . of the m TS [ 3 ]
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... or animated bust , Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the filent - duft , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 2 Perhaps Now fades the glimmering landscape on the fight , And [ 3 ]
... or animated bust , Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the filent - duft , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 2 Perhaps Now fades the glimmering landscape on the fight , And [ 3 ]
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... or animated bust , Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the filent duft , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 2 Perhaps Perhaps in this neglected fpot is laid Some heart , [ 3 ]
... or animated bust , Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the filent duft , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 2 Perhaps Perhaps in this neglected fpot is laid Some heart , [ 3 ]
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... voice of Nature cries , Ev'n in our Ashes live their wonted Fires . IMITATION , Ch'i veggio nel penfier , dolce mio fuoco , Fredda una lingua , & due begli occhi chiufi Rimaner doppo noi pien di faville . For Petrarch , fon . 169 . G ...
... voice of Nature cries , Ev'n in our Ashes live their wonted Fires . IMITATION , Ch'i veggio nel penfier , dolce mio fuoco , Fredda una lingua , & due begli occhi chiufi Rimaner doppo noi pien di faville . For Petrarch , fon . 169 . G ...
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... Band ( As by the Impious thou art feen ) 1 With thund'ring voice , and threat'ning mien , With screaming Horror's funeral cry , Despair , and fell Disease , and ghaftly Poverty . Thy Thy form benign , oh Goddess , wear , Thy [ " ]
... Band ( As by the Impious thou art feen ) 1 With thund'ring voice , and threat'ning mien , With screaming Horror's funeral cry , Despair , and fell Disease , and ghaftly Poverty . Thy Thy form benign , oh Goddess , wear , Thy [ " ]
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3 ページ - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
157 ページ - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
3 ページ - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
8 ページ - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
278 ページ - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
2 ページ - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
8 ページ - Thy form benign, oh goddess, wear, Thy milder influence impart, Thy philosophic train be there To soften, not to wound, my heart. The generous spark extinct revive Teach me to love, and to forgive, Exact my own defects to scan, What others are to feel, and know myself a Man.
8 ページ - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite 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 church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
4 ページ - Lot forbad : nor circumscrib'd alone Their growing Virtues, but their Crimes confin'd ; Forbad to wade through Slaughter to a Throne, And...
154 ページ - Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee...