The Book of Gems: Pomfret to BloomfieldSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1837 |
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... Winds up the spring of life , and does impart Fresh vital heat to the transported heart . I'd have her reason all her passion sway : Easy in company , in private gay : Coy to a fop , to the deserving free ; Still constant to herself ...
... Winds up the spring of life , and does impart Fresh vital heat to the transported heart . I'd have her reason all her passion sway : Easy in company , in private gay : Coy to a fop , to the deserving free ; Still constant to herself ...
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... winds and dashing waves , Cut samphire , to excite the squeamish gust Of pamper'd luxury . Then let thy ground Not lie unlabour'd ; if the richest stem Refuse to thrive , yet who would doubt to plant Somewhat that may to human use ...
... winds and dashing waves , Cut samphire , to excite the squeamish gust Of pamper'd luxury . Then let thy ground Not lie unlabour'd ; if the richest stem Refuse to thrive , yet who would doubt to plant Somewhat that may to human use ...
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... wind , and batter'd by the rain . At length some pity warm'd the master's breast , ( ' Twas then his threshold first receiv'd a guest ) ; Slow creeking turns the door with jealous care , And half he welcomes in the shivering pair : One ...
... wind , and batter'd by the rain . At length some pity warm'd the master's breast , ( ' Twas then his threshold first receiv'd a guest ) ; Slow creeking turns the door with jealous care , And half he welcomes in the shivering pair : One ...
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... rocks chant aboon our heads , How saft the westlin winds sough through the reeds ! PEGGY . The scented meadows - birds - and healthy. O PATIE , let me gang , I mauna stay ; We're baith cry'd hame , and Jenny she's away .
... rocks chant aboon our heads , How saft the westlin winds sough through the reeds ! PEGGY . The scented meadows - birds - and healthy. O PATIE , let me gang , I mauna stay ; We're baith cry'd hame , and Jenny she's away .
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... wind ; His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk , or milky way ; Yet simple Nature to his hope has given , Behind the cloud - topt hill , an humbler heaven ; Some safer world in depths of woods embrac'd , Some ...
... wind ; His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk , or milky way ; Yet simple Nature to his hope has given , Behind the cloud - topt hill , an humbler heaven ; Some safer world in depths of woods embrac'd , Some ...
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appear Auld Robin Gray beauty behold beneath blest born bosom breast breath character charms cheerful clouds Cutty-sark dear death delight died divine Simplicity earth elegant Epic Poetry ETON COLLEGE ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fate father flowers frae genius gentle glory grace grave green Grongar Hill groves hand happy heart Heaven hills holy orders honour hour labour light live lyre maid merit mind Monody mourn Muse nature Nature's ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er Oliver Goldsmith pain passions plain pleasure poem poet poetical poetry praise pride produced proud rage Robert Bloomfield round sacred scene shade smile song soon soul spirit Spleen spring stream sweet taste tears tender thee thine thou thought toil truth University of Edinburgh vale verse virtue wave wild wind wings wyllowe youth
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Seite 87 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
Seite 35 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Seite 87 - With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year; And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks: And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales.
Seite 154 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Seite 146 - * And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres...
Seite 263 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the...
Seite 58 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Seite 88 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. So roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him, whose sun exalts, Whose breath...
Seite 208 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such?
Seite 269 - Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear, Here's a health to ane I lo'e dear ; Thou art sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet, And soft as their parting tear — Jessy ! ALTHO' thou maun never be mine, Altho...