A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, Band 5Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 |
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... eye , Awhile the faery forms delight ; And now aloof we seem to fly On purple pinions through a purer sky , Where all is wonderous , all is bright :人 4 Now Now landed on some spangled fhore Awhile each dazzled maniac ( 14 )
... eye , Awhile the faery forms delight ; And now aloof we seem to fly On purple pinions through a purer sky , Where all is wonderous , all is bright :人 4 Now Now landed on some spangled fhore Awhile each dazzled maniac ( 14 )
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... eyes , Where Truth maintains her court , and banishes difguife . XXI . Then hither oft ye fenators retire , With Nature here high converfe hold ; For who like STAMFORD her delights admire , Like STAMFORD fhall with fcorn behold Th ' Th ...
... eyes , Where Truth maintains her court , and banishes difguife . XXI . Then hither oft ye fenators retire , With Nature here high converfe hold ; For who like STAMFORD her delights admire , Like STAMFORD fhall with fcorn behold Th ' Th ...
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... eye , all mild to view ; The little halcyon's azure plume Was never half fo blue . Her shape was like the reed fo fleek , So taper , ftrait , and fair ; Her dimpled smile , her blushing cheek , How charming fweet they were ! B4 . Far ...
... eye , all mild to view ; The little halcyon's azure plume Was never half fo blue . Her shape was like the reed fo fleek , So taper , ftrait , and fair ; Her dimpled smile , her blushing cheek , How charming fweet they were ! B4 . Far ...
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... Mufe's melting voice , And fright the timorous game , Is Thought thy foe ? adieu Ye midnight lamps ! ye curious tomes ! Mine eye o'er hill and valley roams , And deals no more with you . Is Is it the Clime you flee ? Yet ' midst ( 28 )
... Mufe's melting voice , And fright the timorous game , Is Thought thy foe ? adieu Ye midnight lamps ! ye curious tomes ! Mine eye o'er hill and valley roams , And deals no more with you . Is Is it the Clime you flee ? Yet ' midst ( 28 )
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... , and tunes his reed ! Say , wretched Fancy ! thus refin'd From all that glads the fimpleft hind , How rare that object , which supplies A charm for too difcerning eyes ! 4 The The polish'd bard , of genius vain , Endures a ( 31 )
... , and tunes his reed ! Say , wretched Fancy ! thus refin'd From all that glads the fimpleft hind , How rare that object , which supplies A charm for too difcerning eyes ! 4 The The polish'd bard , of genius vain , Endures a ( 31 )
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Seite 267 - gainst a post; Yet round the world the blade has been, To see whatever could be seen.
Seite 269 - Twere no great loss," the friend replies; "For if they always serve you thus, You'll find them but of little use." So high at last the contest rose, From words they almost came to blows: When luckily came by a third; To him the question they referred; And begged he'd tell them, if he knew, Whether the thing was green or blue. "Sirs," cries the umpire, "cease your pother, The creature's neither one nor t'other.
Seite 24 - ' 'Tis Strephon, on the mountain's brow, Has won my right good will; To him I gave my plighted vow, With him I'll climb the hill.
Seite 49 - The river gliding down the dale ! The hill with beeches crown'd ! But now, when urg'd by tender woes I fpeed to meet my dear, That hill and ftream my zeal oppofe, And check my fond career.
Seite 372 - The bright- hair'd fun with warmth benign Bids tree, and fhrub, and fwelling vine Their infant-buds difplay : Again the ftreams refrefh the plains, "Which Winter bound in icy chains, And fparkling blefs his ray. : V. Life-giving Zephyrs breathe around, And inftant glows th...
Seite 270 - My children," the chameleon cries, (Then first the creature found a tongue), "You all are right, and all are wrong: When next you talk of what you view, Think others see as well as you: Nor wonder, if you find that none Prefers your eyesight to his own.
Seite 193 - ADIEU awhile, forsaken flood, To ramble in the Delian wood, And pray the god my well-meant song May not my subject's merit wrong. Say, father Thames, whose gentle pace Gives leave to view what beauties grace Your flow'ry banks, if you have seen The much-sung Grotto of the queen.
Seite 171 - tis pale, 'tis cold — Hence dreadful fpectre ! to behold Thy afpe£l, is to make it mine. And can I then with guilty pride, Which fear nor...
Seite 268 - And what a length of tail behind! How slow its pace! And then its hue, — Who ever saw so fine a blue?