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1 HERE are not , I believe , a greater number of any fort of verses than of those
which are called Pastorals ; nor a smaller , than of those which are truly so . It
therefore seems necessary to give some account of this kind of Poem , and it is
my ...
1 HERE are not , I believe , a greater number of any fort of verses than of those
which are called Pastorals ; nor a smaller , than of those which are truly so . It
therefore seems necessary to give some account of this kind of Poem , and it is
my ...
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Those smiling eyes , attempering every ray , Shone sweetly lambent with
celestial day . Guiltless I gaz'd ; heaven listen'd while you sung ; 65 And truths
divine came mended from that tongue . From lips like those what precept faild to
move ?
Those smiling eyes , attempering every ray , Shone sweetly lambent with
celestial day . Guiltless I gaz'd ; heaven listen'd while you sung ; 65 And truths
divine came mended from that tongue . From lips like those what precept faild to
move ?
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To these we owe true friendship , love sincere , 253 Each home - felt joy that life
inherits here ; Yet from the same we learn , in its decline , Those joys , those
loves , those interests , to resign ; Taught half by reason , half by mere decay , To
...
To these we owe true friendship , love sincere , 253 Each home - felt joy that life
inherits here ; Yet from the same we learn , in its decline , Those joys , those
loves , those interests , to resign ; Taught half by reason , half by mere decay , To
...
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With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. 30 Those write
because all write , and so have still . Excuse for writing , and for writing ill .
Wretched indeed ! but far more wretched yet Is he who makes his meal on others
wit :.
With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. 30 Those write
because all write , and so have still . Excuse for writing , and for writing ill .
Wretched indeed ! but far more wretched yet Is he who makes his meal on others
wit :.
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I10 So Luther thought the Pater - nofter long , 105 When doom'd to fay his beads
and Even - fong ; But having cast his cowl , and left those laws , Adds to Christ's
prayer , the Power and Glory clause . The lands are bought ; but where are to be
...
I10 So Luther thought the Pater - nofter long , 105 When doom'd to fay his beads
and Even - fong ; But having cast his cowl , and left those laws , Adds to Christ's
prayer , the Power and Glory clause . The lands are bought ; but where are to be
...
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Seite 46 - Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
Seite 81 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Seite 145 - How lov'd , how honour'd once , avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
Seite 18 - Nor think, in Nature's state they blindly trod; The state of Nature was the reign of God: Self-love and social at her birth began, Union the bond of all things, and of man.
Seite 107 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Seite 174 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose : Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green ; Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Seite 101 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes With sure returns of still expected rhymes: Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...
Seite 353 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye Nature's walks, shoot Folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Seite 122 - If on a pillory, or near a throne, He gain his prince's ear, or lose his own. Yet soft by nature, more a dupe than wit, Sappho can tell you how this man was bit...