Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged ...J. Roach, 1794 |
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... breath , with fultry air , Pants on her neck , and fans her parting hair .. " In vain on father Thames fhe calls for aid , Nor could Diana help her injur'd maid . " Faint , breathless , thus fhe pray'd , nor pray'd in vain- " Ah Cynthia ...
... breath , with fultry air , Pants on her neck , and fans her parting hair .. " In vain on father Thames fhe calls for aid , Nor could Diana help her injur'd maid . " Faint , breathless , thus fhe pray'd , nor pray'd in vain- " Ah Cynthia ...
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... breath'd upon her winding fhore ; Orraise old warriors , whofe ador'd remains In weeping vaults her hallow'd earth contains : With Edward's acts adorn the fhining page , Stretch his long triumphs down thro ' ev'ry age . Draw monarchs ...
... breath'd upon her winding fhore ; Orraise old warriors , whofe ador'd remains In weeping vaults her hallow'd earth contains : With Edward's acts adorn the fhining page , Stretch his long triumphs down thro ' ev'ry age . Draw monarchs ...
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... breath , Which juftice , glory , liberty , and Heaven Claim for my country , for my fons , and thee . Think on my long unalter'd love . Reflect On my paternal fondnefs . Has my heart E'er known a pause of love , or pious care ? Now ...
... breath , Which juftice , glory , liberty , and Heaven Claim for my country , for my fons , and thee . Think on my long unalter'd love . Reflect On my paternal fondnefs . Has my heart E'er known a pause of love , or pious care ? Now ...
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... breath refigning , he disclos'd . Oh I will flay my forrows ! will forbid My eyes to ftream before thee , and my heart , Thus full of anguish , will from fighs reftrain ! For For why fhould thy humanity be griev'd With my diftrefs [ 30 ]
... breath refigning , he disclos'd . Oh I will flay my forrows ! will forbid My eyes to ftream before thee , and my heart , Thus full of anguish , will from fighs reftrain ! For For why fhould thy humanity be griev'd With my diftrefs [ 30 ]
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... breathing choiceft fweets around ; The fragrant bow'r , cool fountain , fhady grove ; Fresh flow'rs to firew thy couch , and crown thy head : Joy fall attend thy fteps , and cafe fhall fimooth thy bed . Thefe will I freely , conftantly ...
... breathing choiceft fweets around ; The fragrant bow'r , cool fountain , fhady grove ; Fresh flow'rs to firew thy couch , and crown thy head : Joy fall attend thy fteps , and cafe fhall fimooth thy bed . Thefe will I freely , conftantly ...
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29 ページ - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
33 ページ - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or, at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
55 ページ - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek : Wi...
22 ページ - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
2 ページ - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
24 ページ - Furies, death and rage!" If I approve, "Commend it to the stage.
59 ページ - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
13 ページ - As when a shepherd of the Hebrid Isles*, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
36 ページ - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
26 ページ - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own?