A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Band 2Robert Dodsley J. Dodsley, 1782 |
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... force renew'd their raging fmart : His flow'ry wreath , which long with pride he wore , The gift of Delia , from his brows he tore : Then cry'd ; May all thy charms , ungrateful maid , Like these neglected rofes droop and fade ; May ...
... force renew'd their raging fmart : His flow'ry wreath , which long with pride he wore , The gift of Delia , from his brows he tore : Then cry'd ; May all thy charms , ungrateful maid , Like these neglected rofes droop and fade ; May ...
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... Force , nor Int'reft , join'd unwilling hands , But Love confenting ty'd the blissful bands ! Thither with glad devotion Damon came , To thank the pow'rs who blefs'd his faithful flame ; Two milk - white doves he on their altar laid ...
... Force , nor Int'reft , join'd unwilling hands , But Love confenting ty'd the blissful bands ! Thither with glad devotion Damon came , To thank the pow'rs who blefs'd his faithful flame ; Two milk - white doves he on their altar laid ...
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... force Broke and disorder'd , down the fteep it falls In loud cascades ; the filver - fparkling foam Glitters relucent in the dancing ray . In these retreats repos'd the mighty foul Of CHURCHILL , from the toils of war and state ...
... force Broke and disorder'd , down the fteep it falls In loud cascades ; the filver - fparkling foam Glitters relucent in the dancing ray . In these retreats repos'd the mighty foul Of CHURCHILL , from the toils of war and state ...
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... force but theirs is impious , weak , and vain . Me other cares in other climes engage , Cares that become my birth , and suit my age ; In various knowledge to improve my youth , And conquer Prejudice , worst foe to Truth : " alike to ...
... force but theirs is impious , weak , and vain . Me other cares in other climes engage , Cares that become my birth , and suit my age ; In various knowledge to improve my youth , And conquer Prejudice , worst foe to Truth : " alike to ...
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... force , and bigot fear , To ferve with pride , and boaft the yoke they bear : Whofe Nobles born to cringe , and to command , In courts a mean , in camps a gen'rous band ; From each low tool of pow'r content receive Those laws , their ...
... force , and bigot fear , To ferve with pride , and boaft the yoke they bear : Whofe Nobles born to cringe , and to command , In courts a mean , in camps a gen'rous band ; From each low tool of pow'r content receive Those laws , their ...
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ARCHIMAGO bards Bavius bleft blifs blissful band boaſt bofom breaſt cauſe charms court defire Delia delight diftant Druids eaſe Edward EPIGRAM Ev'n eyes facred fage fair falfe fame fatire fenfe fhade fhall fhould fing flame flave flow'ry fmiles foft fome fond fong foon footh form'd foul fov'reign fpirit ftate ftill fuch fure fweet GARTER gen'rous glorious glory grace heart heav'n heav'nly himſelf honour immortal infpire juft juftice king lefs liberty loft Lord lov'd lyre mind Monody moſt Mufe muft muſt nature's o'er paffion pain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride prince rage rais'd raiſe reafon reft rife ſcene ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe SONNET ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtill ſtream ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou throne toils train truth uſe verfe vex'd virtue virtue's Weft whofe Whoſe wife wiſdom
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Seite 272 - finew ftrains, Thofe in the deeper vitals rage ; Lo, poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the foul with icy hand, And flow-confuming age. To each his fuff'rings : all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan, The tender for another's pain ; Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why mould they know their fate ! Since forrow never comes too late, And
Seite 275 - their gayly-gilded trim Quick-glancing to the fun d . IV, To Contemplation's fober eye ' Such is the race of man : And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began. Alike the bufy and the gay But flutter through life's little day, In fortune's varying colours
Seite 274 - reclin'd in ruftic ftate) How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great b ! III. Still is the toiling hand of care: The panting herds repofe : Yet hark, how through the peopled air The bufy murmur glows! ^ The
Seite 270 - Still as they run, they look behind* They hear a voice in every wind* And fnatch a fearful joy. Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Lefs pleafing when poflefs'd ; The tear forgot as foon as fhed. The
Seite 272 - Lo, in the vale of years beneath, A grifly troop are feen, The painful family of death, More hideous than their queen ; This racks the joints, this fires the veins, That every
Seite 273 - flowers, And wake the purple year ! The ATTIC warbler pours her throat Refponfive to the cuckow's note, The untaught harmony of fpring : While whifp'ring pleafure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs through the clear blue fky Their
Seite 78 - term affign'd to her here, In the uniform praftice of Religion and Virtue. MADE to engage all hearts, and charm all eyes ; Tho* meek, magnanimous ; tho' witty, wife ; Polite, as all her life in courts had been ; Yet good, as fhe the world had never feen
Seite 79 - The noble fire of an exalted mind, With gentle female tendernefs combin'd. Her Speech was the melodious voice of Love, Her Song the warbling of the vernal Grove ; Her Eloquence was fweeter than her Song, Soft as her Heart, and as her Reafon ftrong ;' Her Form each beauty of her mind exprefs'd, Her mind was Virtue by the Graces drefs'd. ON
Seite 69 - guide ? Ah ! where is now the hand whofe tender care To every Virtue would have form'd your Youth, And ftrew'd with flow'rs the thorny ways of Truth ? O lofs beyond repair! O wretched Father left alone To weep their dire misfortune, and thy own! How fhall thy
Seite 68 - But thofe, the gentleft and the beft, Whofe holy flames with energy divine The virtuous heart enliven and improve. The conjugal, and the maternal love. VI. Sweet babes, who, like the little playful fawns. Were wont to trip along thefe verdant lawns By