The Poetical WorksW. Calvert, 1806 - 112 páginas |
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... pains , To scribble still without the gift of brains ! Ye sons of earth , who loathe , with ranc'rous hate , The godlike worth you cannot imitate , With Io Peans rend the vaulted skies , For hated Genius , hated Virtue dies . Unaw'd ...
... pains , To scribble still without the gift of brains ! Ye sons of earth , who loathe , with ranc'rous hate , The godlike worth you cannot imitate , With Io Peans rend the vaulted skies , For hated Genius , hated Virtue dies . Unaw'd ...
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... pain ! And first , farewell to thee , my son , she cried ; Thou pride of Auburn's dale - sweet Bard , farewell ! Long , for thy sake , the peasant's tear shall flow , And many a virgin bosom heave with woe ; For thee shall sorrow sadden ...
... pain ! And first , farewell to thee , my son , she cried ; Thou pride of Auburn's dale - sweet Bard , farewell ! Long , for thy sake , the peasant's tear shall flow , And many a virgin bosom heave with woe ; For thee shall sorrow sadden ...
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... pain , To all that wander , sorrow , or complain : Dear to the learned , to the simple dear , For daily blessings mark'd thy virtuous year ; The rich receiv'd a moral from thy head , And from thy heart the stranger found a bed ...
... pain , To all that wander , sorrow , or complain : Dear to the learned , to the simple dear , For daily blessings mark'd thy virtuous year ; The rich receiv'd a moral from thy head , And from thy heart the stranger found a bed ...
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... that pang ? does nature now rebel ? Why faulters out my tongue the word farewell ! Ye friends ! who long have witness'd to my toil , And seen me ploughing in a thankless soil , A MONODY . Whose partial tenderness hush'd every pain , XLIV.
... that pang ? does nature now rebel ? Why faulters out my tongue the word farewell ! Ye friends ! who long have witness'd to my toil , And seen me ploughing in a thankless soil , A MONODY . Whose partial tenderness hush'd every pain , XLIV.
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Oliver Goldsmith. A MONODY . Whose partial tenderness hush'd every pain , Whose approbation made my bosom vain ; Tis ... painful bliss , and what she can restore ; Shall strew each lonely path with flow'rets gay , And wide as is her ...
Oliver Goldsmith. A MONODY . Whose partial tenderness hush'd every pain , Whose approbation made my bosom vain ; Tis ... painful bliss , and what she can restore ; Shall strew each lonely path with flow'rets gay , And wide as is her ...
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Amidst Auburn bard blest bliss boast bookseller bosom bow'rs breast Burke character charms climes comedy David Garrick dear DESERTED VILLAGE Doctor e'en Edmund Burke EPILOGUE eyes fame fire flies fond forlorn friendship Garrick genius HAUNCH OF VENISON heart heav'n HERMIT honest honour hour humble humour Inner Temple Johnson labour land learning literary Lord luxury maid mankind merit mind mirth Miss Catl MISS CATLEY MONODY MUSES ne'er never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain passion plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet poetical Poetry poor pow'r praise pride racter RETALIATION rise round scarce scene sigh Sir Joshua Reynolds skies smiling sorrow soul spread Stoops Stoops to Conquer stranger swain sweet SWEET Auburn TEARS thee thine thou toil tomb TRAVELLER truth turn twas Vicar of Wakefield Vide page 54 virtue's virtues wealth weep Whilst Whitefoord wretches write