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We think we see thro ' Reason's Optics right ; Nor find , how Beauty's Rays elude our Sight : Struck with her Eye whilst We applaud her Mind ; And when we speak Her great , We wish Her kind . To - morrow , cruel Pow'r , Thou arm'st the ...
We think we see thro ' Reason's Optics right ; Nor find , how Beauty's Rays elude our Sight : Struck with her Eye whilst We applaud her Mind ; And when we speak Her great , We wish Her kind . To - morrow , cruel Pow'r , Thou arm'st the ...
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... And from the soft Duns of my Landlord the Quaker , From chiding the Footmen and watching the Lasses , From Nell that burn'd Milk , and Tom that broke Glasses ( Sad mischiefs thro which a good housekeeper passes ! ) ...
... And from the soft Duns of my Landlord the Quaker , From chiding the Footmen and watching the Lasses , From Nell that burn'd Milk , and Tom that broke Glasses ( Sad mischiefs thro which a good housekeeper passes ! ) ...
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... ( wou'd Heaven bestow ) All , that did in Eden grow , All , but the Forbidden Tree , Wou'd be coveted by me ; Grapes , with Juice so crouded up , As breaking thro ' the native Cup ; Figs ( yet growing ) candy'd o'er , By the Sun's ...
... ( wou'd Heaven bestow ) All , that did in Eden grow , All , but the Forbidden Tree , Wou'd be coveted by me ; Grapes , with Juice so crouded up , As breaking thro ' the native Cup ; Figs ( yet growing ) candy'd o'er , By the Sun's ...
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Whilst creeping near the humble Ground , Shou'd the Strawberry be found Springing wheresoe'er I stray'd , Thro ' those Windings and that Shade . ... Give me there ( since Heaven has shown It was not Good to be alone ) A Partner suited ...
Whilst creeping near the humble Ground , Shou'd the Strawberry be found Springing wheresoe'er I stray'd , Thro ' those Windings and that Shade . ... Give me there ( since Heaven has shown It was not Good to be alone ) A Partner suited ...
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... Thro ' temp'rate Air uninterrupted stray ; When darken'd Groves their softest Shadows wear , And falling Waters we distinctly hear ; When thro ' the Gloom more venerable shows Some ancient 45 ANNE , COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA.
... Thro ' temp'rate Air uninterrupted stray ; When darken'd Groves their softest Shadows wear , And falling Waters we distinctly hear ; When thro ' the Gloom more venerable shows Some ancient 45 ANNE , COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA.
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Seite 373 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Seite 55 - A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.
Seite 551 - Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill.
Seite 371 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or wak'd to extasy the living lyre. But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repress d their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.
Seite 132 - Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent, and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes...
Seite 120 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reasoning but to err...
Seite 372 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing lingering look behind?
Seite 489 - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O, how canst thou renounce^ and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy,...
Seite 668 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Seite 118 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescrib'd, their present state; From brutes what men, from men, what spirits know Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | The Oxford Book of Eighteenth Century Verse Oxford books of verse |
| Herausgeber | David Nichol Smith |
| Verlag | Clarendon Press, 1926 |
| Original von | University of Michigan |
| Digitalisiert | 18. Juli 2007 |
| Länge | 727 Seiten |
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