Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged in Six VolumesJ. Roach, 1792 |
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... thou , sweet Poetry : thou loveliest maio . Still first to fly where sensual joys invade : Unfit . in these degen rate times of shame ? To catch the heart , or strike for honest fame ) ; LONDON . Goldfmith . Printed by and for JRoach ...
... thou , sweet Poetry : thou loveliest maio . Still first to fly where sensual joys invade : Unfit . in these degen rate times of shame ? To catch the heart , or strike for honest fame ) ; LONDON . Goldfmith . Printed by and for JRoach ...
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... pleasant melancholy ure , truly interefting , ufeful , and inftructive . + Hitherto mayft thou go , but no farther , and here fhall thy proud waves be ftay'd . JOB XXXviii . 11 . No V. No cares nor paffions here the bofom rend , [ 2 ]
... pleasant melancholy ure , truly interefting , ufeful , and inftructive . + Hitherto mayft thou go , but no farther , and here fhall thy proud waves be ftay'd . JOB XXXviii . 11 . No V. No cares nor paffions here the bofom rend , [ 2 ]
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... thou as little and as low fhalt be ‡ . * Herein the rich , the honour'd , fam'd and great , See the falfe fcale of happiness complete . POPE . Man , know thyfelf ; all wifdom centres there . DR . YOUNG . Duft thou art , and unto duft thou ...
... thou as little and as low fhalt be ‡ . * Herein the rich , the honour'd , fam'd and great , See the falfe fcale of happiness complete . POPE . Man , know thyfelf ; all wifdom centres there . DR . YOUNG . Duft thou art , and unto duft thou ...
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... thou fhalt yield , and God be all in all . IX . Then from the filent grave and op'ning tomb Sheil each - reviving tenant lift his head * , And this time honour'd abbey's crouded womb Refignits treafures of illuftrious dead . X. E'en now ...
... thou fhalt yield , and God be all in all . IX . Then from the filent grave and op'ning tomb Sheil each - reviving tenant lift his head * , And this time honour'd abbey's crouded womb Refignits treafures of illuftrious dead . X. E'en now ...
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... thou'rt nam'd ! Nature appall'a Shakes off her wonted firmnefs . Ah ! how dark Thy long extended realms and rueful wastes ! Where nought but filence reigns , and night , dark night ! Dark as was Chaos , ere the infant fun Was roll'd ...
... thou'rt nam'd ! Nature appall'a Shakes off her wonted firmnefs . Ah ! how dark Thy long extended realms and rueful wastes ! Where nought but filence reigns , and night , dark night ! Dark as was Chaos , ere the infant fun Was roll'd ...
Términos y frases comunes
Abelard arms beauteous befide Bertram bleffings blefs'd bleft blifs bofom breaft BRINKBURN Priory caft charms clofe dæmon death defire diff'rent duft Emma Emma's ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fear fecret feek fhade fhall fhare fhine fhould fide fighs filence firft fkies flame fleep fmiling foft folemn fome fond fons foon forrow foul fpread frike ftands ftate fteps ftill ftream fuch fwain fweet grave guife heart Heaven Henry Hermit juft laft lefs loft lord lov'd maid manfion mankind mind mofs muft muſt ne'er night Northumberland Nut-brown Maid o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion pain PERCY pleaſure pow'r praife pray'r pride raiſe Reafon reft rife rofe round tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro toil tomb truth uſe virtue wand'ring Warkworth wealth weep Whilft whofe wretch young youth
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Página 55 - 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 the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Página 58 - 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.
Página 14 - And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave. Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's...
Página 2 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Página 16 - Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day ; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing, But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling...
Página 60 - 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...
Página 5 - I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw...
Página 24 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...
Página 38 - While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind: As in those domes, where...
Página 54 - 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.