Poetical WorksW. Suttaby and C. Corrall, 1806 - 72 Seiten |
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... 'd , The modest matron , and the blushing maid , Forc'd from their homes , a melancholy train , To traverse climes beyond the western main ; Where wild Oswego spreads her swamps around , And Niagara THE TRAVELLER . 23.
... 'd , The modest matron , and the blushing maid , Forc'd from their homes , a melancholy train , To traverse climes beyond the western main ; Where wild Oswego spreads her swamps around , And Niagara THE TRAVELLER . 23.
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... maid sung , The sober herd that low'd to meet their young ; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool , The playful children just let loose from school ; The watch - dog's voice that bay'd the whisp'ring wind , And the loud laugh that ...
... maid sung , The sober herd that low'd to meet their young ; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool , The playful children just let loose from school ; The watch - dog's voice that bay'd the whisp'ring wind , And the loud laugh that ...
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... maid , half willing to be prest , Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest . Yes ! let the rich deride , the proud disdain , These simple blessings of the lowly train , To me more dear , congenial to my heart , One native charm , than ...
... maid , half willing to be prest , Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest . Yes ! let the rich deride , the proud disdain , These simple blessings of the lowly train , To me more dear , congenial to my heart , One native charm , than ...
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... maid , Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ; Unfit in these degen'rate times of shame , To catch the heart , or strike for honest fame ; Dear charming nymph , neglected and decry'd , My shame in crowds , my solitary pride ...
... maid , Still first to fly where sensual joys invade ; Unfit in these degen'rate times of shame , To catch the heart , or strike for honest fame ; Dear charming nymph , neglected and decry'd , My shame in crowds , my solitary pride ...
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... maid ; A visage so sad , and so pale with affright , Wak'd Priain in drawing his curtains by night ; But we quickly found out , for who could mistake her , That she came with some terrible news from the baker : And so it fell out , for ...
... maid ; A visage so sad , and so pale with affright , Wak'd Priain in drawing his curtains by night ; But we quickly found out , for who could mistake her , That she came with some terrible news from the baker : And so it fell out , for ...
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Seite 28 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Seite 62 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Seite 61 - And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Seite 29 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep; No surly porter stands in guilty state, To spurn imploring famine from the gate...
Seite 49 - Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. • • Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will. " Then turn to-night, and freely share Whate'er my cell bestows ; My rushy couch, and frugal fare, My blessing and repose.
Seite 62 - He gain'd from heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Seite 27 - The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove — These were thy charms, sweet village ! sports like these With sweet succession taught e'en toil to please ; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — but all these charms are fled.
Seite 31 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm...
Seite 17 - Now sinks at last, or feebly mans the soul; While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, Defaced by time and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed ; And, wondering man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile.
Seite 15 - The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own : Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease ; The naked negro, panting at the line, Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine ; Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam ; His first, best country ever is at home...