Poems on Several Occasions: Written in the Eighteenth CenturyKathleen Winifred Campbell B. Blackwell, 1926 - 212 Seiten |
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... Plains , the murm'ring Streams and Groves , Attentive Eccho , pleas'd to hear his Songs , Thro ' the glad Shade each warbling Note prolongs ; His various Numbers charm our ravish'd Ears , His steady Judgment far out - shoots his Years ...
... Plains , the murm'ring Streams and Groves , Attentive Eccho , pleas'd to hear his Songs , Thro ' the glad Shade each warbling Note prolongs ; His various Numbers charm our ravish'd Ears , His steady Judgment far out - shoots his Years ...
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... Plain . Marian , that soft could stroak the udder'd Cow , Or with her Winnow ease the Barly - Mow ; Marbled with Sage the hard'ning Cheese she press'd And yellow Butter Marian's Skill confess'd ; But Marian now devoid of Country Cares ...
... Plain . Marian , that soft could stroak the udder'd Cow , Or with her Winnow ease the Barly - Mow ; Marbled with Sage the hard'ning Cheese she press'd And yellow Butter Marian's Skill confess'd ; But Marian now devoid of Country Cares ...
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... plain . Whilom with thee ' twas Marian's dear Delight To moil all Day , and merry - make at Night . If in the Soil you guide the crooked Share , Your early Breakfast is my constant Care . And when with even Hand you strow the Grain , I ...
... plain . Whilom with thee ' twas Marian's dear Delight To moil all Day , and merry - make at Night . If in the Soil you guide the crooked Share , Your early Breakfast is my constant Care . And when with even Hand you strow the Grain , I ...
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... Plains : Return , my Lubberkin , these Ditties hear ; Spells will I try , and Spells shall ease my Care . With my sharp Heel I three times mark the Ground , And turn me thrice around , around , around . When first the Year , I heard the ...
... Plains : Return , my Lubberkin , these Ditties hear ; Spells will I try , and Spells shall ease my Care . With my sharp Heel I three times mark the Ground , And turn me thrice around , around , around . When first the Year , I heard the ...
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... plain MAT , you Minister of State . One Word from Me , without all doubt , He says , Wou'd fix his Fortune in some little Place . Thus better than My self , it seems , He knows , How far my Interest with my Patron goes ; And answering ...
... plain MAT , you Minister of State . One Word from Me , without all doubt , He says , Wou'd fix his Fortune in some little Place . Thus better than My self , it seems , He knows , How far my Interest with my Patron goes ; And answering ...
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Seite 46 - We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise And Earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy love ; Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
Seite 107 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Seite 47 - A thousand Ages in thy Sight Are like an Evening gone ; Short as the Watch that ends the Night Before the rising Sun.
Seite 21 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Seite 74 - Or if you rather choose the rural shade, And find a fane in every sacred grove ; There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons as they roll.
Seite 74 - While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn, Bleat out afresh, ye hills ; ye mossy rocks, Retain the sound ; the broad responsive low, Ye valleys, raise ; for the Great Shepherd reigns, And his unsuffering kingdom yet will come. Ye woodlands all, awake; a boundless song Burst from the groves ! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night His praise.
Seite 52 - The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she stay aboard ; They kiss'd, she sigh'd, he hung his head. Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land ; 'Adieu!
Seite 123 - Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
Seite 98 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear, And weep the more because I weep in vain...
Seite 195 - CONDEMN'D to Hope's delusive mine, As on we toil from day to day, By sudden blast or slow decline Our social comforts drop away. Well try'd through many a varying year, See LEVETT to the grave descend; Officious, innocent, sincere, Of every friendless name the friend. Yet still he fills affection's eye, Obscurely wise, and coarsely kind, Nor, letter'd arrogance,' deny Thy praise to merit unrefin'd.