A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, 第 6 巻Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 |
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... delight She looks abroad , and prunes herself for flight ; Like an unwilling inmate longs to roam From this dull earth , and feek her native home . Go then forgetful of its toil and ftrife , t F 4 Go ( 87 ) Cease then to wonder how th ...
... delight She looks abroad , and prunes herself for flight ; Like an unwilling inmate longs to roam From this dull earth , and feek her native home . Go then forgetful of its toil and ftrife , t F 4 Go ( 87 ) Cease then to wonder how th ...
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... delights his paffion to rehearse In wisdom's facred voice , or in harmonious verse . To me moft happy therefore he appears , Who having once , unmov'd by hopes or fears , Survey'd this fun , earth , ocean , clouds , and flame , Well ...
... delights his paffion to rehearse In wisdom's facred voice , or in harmonious verse . To me moft happy therefore he appears , Who having once , unmov'd by hopes or fears , Survey'd this fun , earth , ocean , clouds , and flame , Well ...
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... whatsoever yields delight , Wealth , fame , externals all , are useless things ; Himself half starving happier far than kings .. ' Tis fine indeed to be fo wond'rous wife ! " Tis ( 95 ) Obferving this, fome fages have decreed ...
... whatsoever yields delight , Wealth , fame , externals all , are useless things ; Himself half starving happier far than kings .. ' Tis fine indeed to be fo wond'rous wife ! " Tis ( 95 ) Obferving this, fome fages have decreed ...
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... delights to dwell , May Fortune oft permit me to retreat ; Here bid the world , with all its cares , farewel , " And leave its pleasures to the rich and great . Oft as the fummer's fun fhall cheer this scene , With that mild gleam which ...
... delights to dwell , May Fortune oft permit me to retreat ; Here bid the world , with all its cares , farewel , " And leave its pleasures to the rich and great . Oft as the fummer's fun fhall cheer this scene , With that mild gleam which ...
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... delight t ' explore The bounteous laws of Nature's myftic pow'r ; Then muse on him who bleffeth all her store , And give to folemn thoughts the fober hour Let 1 Let Mirth unenvy'd laugh with proud disdain , And deem ( 110 )
... delight t ' explore The bounteous laws of Nature's myftic pow'r ; Then muse on him who bleffeth all her store , And give to folemn thoughts the fober hour Let 1 Let Mirth unenvy'd laugh with proud disdain , And deem ( 110 )
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391 ページ - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air And, with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
397 ページ - That lost in long futurity expire. Fond impious man, think'st thou yon sanguine cloud Raised by thy breath, has quench'd the orb of day? To-morrow he repairs the golden flood And warms the nations with redoubled ray. Enough for me : with joy I see The different doom our fates assign : Be thine Despair and sceptred Care, To triumph and to die are mine.
392 ページ - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...
392 ページ - Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep : they do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
389 ページ - Closed his eyes in endless night. Behold where Dryden's less presumptuous car Wide o'er the fields of Glory bear Two coursers of ethereal race, With necks in thunder clothed, and long-resounding pace Hark, his hands the lyre explore! Bright-eyed Fancy, hovering o'er, Scatters from her pictured urn Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn. But ah ! 'tis heard no more — Oh ! Lyre divine, what daring Spirit Wakes thee now ! Tho...
392 ページ - With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. II. 1 'Weave the warp and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race; Give ample room and verge enough The characters of hell to trace...
393 ページ - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes: Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm: Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey.
385 ページ - Perching on the sceptred hand Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king With ruffled plumes, and flagging wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak, and lightnings of his eye.
389 ページ - Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate ; Beneath the good how far — but far above the great ! ODE VI.
388 ページ - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...