Young. Churchill. Lloyd. Falconer. ThomsonA. Miller, 1800 |
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... Peace give way . Think not , my fons , that this so bless'd estate Stands at a distance on the roll of fate ; Already big with hopes of future sway , E'en from this cave I fcent my deftin'd prey . Think not , that this dominion o'er a ...
... Peace give way . Think not , my fons , that this so bless'd estate Stands at a distance on the roll of fate ; Already big with hopes of future sway , E'en from this cave I fcent my deftin'd prey . Think not , that this dominion o'er a ...
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... peace thy parting breath , And funk unnotic'd in the arms of Death . Why would thy grey , grey hairs refentment brave , Thus to go down with forrow to the grave ? Now , by my foul , it makes me blush to know My fpirits could defcend to ...
... peace thy parting breath , And funk unnotic'd in the arms of Death . Why would thy grey , grey hairs refentment brave , Thus to go down with forrow to the grave ? Now , by my foul , it makes me blush to know My fpirits could defcend to ...
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... peace by breaking it ; Beadles , who hold the second place By virtue of a filver mace , Which ev'ry Saturday is drawn , For ufe of Sunday , out of pawn ; Treafurers , who with empty key Secure an empty Treasury ; Churchwardens , who ...
... peace by breaking it ; Beadles , who hold the second place By virtue of a filver mace , Which ev'ry Saturday is drawn , For ufe of Sunday , out of pawn ; Treafurers , who with empty key Secure an empty Treasury ; Churchwardens , who ...
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... Peace , cloth'd in fables , with a face Which witness'd fenfe of huge difgrace , Which spake a deep and rooted shame Both of herself and of her name , Mourning creeps on , and blushing feels War , grim War treading on her heels ; Pale ...
... Peace , cloth'd in fables , with a face Which witness'd fenfe of huge difgrace , Which spake a deep and rooted shame Both of herself and of her name , Mourning creeps on , and blushing feels War , grim War treading on her heels ; Pale ...
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... Peace to fuch men , if fuch men can have peace , Let their poffeffions , let their state increase ; Let their base services in Courts strike root , And in the feafon bring forth golden fruit ; I envy not : let those who have the will ...
... Peace to fuch men , if fuch men can have peace , Let their poffeffions , let their state increase ; Let their base services in Courts strike root , And in the feafon bring forth golden fruit ; I envy not : let those who have the will ...
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207 ページ - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
209 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.
207 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.
209 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.
487 ページ - Christian kings, inflam'd by black desire, With honourable ruffians in their hire, Cause war to rage, and blood around to pour : Of this sad work when each begins to tire, They sit them down just where they were before, Till for new scenes of woe peace shall their force restore.
207 ページ - Each in his narrow cell forever 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.
487 ページ - Of all the gentle tenants of the place, There was a man of special grave remark : A certain tender gloom o'erspread his face, Pensive, not sad ; in thought...
444 ページ - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame. How many bleed, By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs.
123 ページ - It is their funeral knell ! and gliding near Methinks the phantoms of the dead appear ; But lo ! emerging from the watery grave Again they float incumbent on the wave, Again the dismal prospect opens round, — The wreck, the shore, the dying, and the drown'd...
209 ページ - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...