A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].1758 |
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... fancy , or opinion wrought , Their various mafks they play'd , and fed her penfive thought . e Guerdons , rewards . f Palmer , pilgrim . The perfon here fignified is Mr. Locke , characteriz'd by his works . g Sted , place , ftation . VI ...
... fancy , or opinion wrought , Their various mafks they play'd , and fed her penfive thought . e Guerdons , rewards . f Palmer , pilgrim . The perfon here fignified is Mr. Locke , characteriz'd by his works . g Sted , place , ftation . VI ...
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... Fancy longs to stray : Come , friendly Genius ! lead me round Thy fylvan haunts and magic ground ; Point every spot of hill or dale , And tell me , as we tread the vale , • " Here mighty Dudly once wou'd rove , " To plan his triumphs in ...
... Fancy longs to stray : Come , friendly Genius ! lead me round Thy fylvan haunts and magic ground ; Point every spot of hill or dale , And tell me , as we tread the vale , • " Here mighty Dudly once wou'd rove , " To plan his triumphs in ...
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... Fancy's ftore - house could devife ; Where Raphael claims the highest prize . Madonas here decline the head , With fond maternal pleasure fed , Or lift their lucid eyes above , Where more is feen than holy love . There temples ftand ...
... Fancy's ftore - house could devife ; Where Raphael claims the highest prize . Madonas here decline the head , With fond maternal pleasure fed , Or lift their lucid eyes above , Where more is feen than holy love . There temples ftand ...
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... fancy - flowing ftrain . TO THE Hon . WILMOT VAUGHAN , Efq ; in WALES . By the Same . YE diftant realms that hold my friend Beneath a cold ungenial sky , Where lab'ring groves with weight of vapours bend , Or raving winds o'er barren ...
... fancy - flowing ftrain . TO THE Hon . WILMOT VAUGHAN , Efq ; in WALES . By the Same . YE diftant realms that hold my friend Beneath a cold ungenial sky , Where lab'ring groves with weight of vapours bend , Or raving winds o'er barren ...
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... Fancy wept ; and echoing fighs confefs'd A fixt defpair in ev'ry tuneful breaft . Not with more grief th ' afflicted swains appear , When wintry winds deform the plenteous year ; When ling'ring frofts the ruin'd feats invade Where Peace ...
... Fancy wept ; and echoing fighs confefs'd A fixt defpair in ev'ry tuneful breaft . Not with more grief th ' afflicted swains appear , When wintry winds deform the plenteous year ; When ling'ring frofts the ruin'd feats invade Where Peace ...
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Página 2 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Página 5 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 3 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Página 4 - HAMPDEN that with dauntlefs breaft The little tyrant of his fields withftood : Some mute inglorious MILTON here may reft, Some CROMWELL guiltlefs of his country's blood. Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
Página 153 - The robes of pleasure and the veils of woe: All aid the farce, and all thy mirth maintain, Whose joys are causeless, or whose griefs are vain. Such was the scorn that...
Página 158 - But did not Chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Página 226 - Untainted by the guilty bribe ; Uncurs'd amid the harpy tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear ; My honour and my conscience clear ; Thus may I calmly meet my end, Thus to the grave in peace descend.
Página 152 - And scarce a sycophant was fed by pride; Where ne'er was known the form of mock debate, Or seen a new-made mayor's unwieldy state; Where change of fav'rites made no change of laws, And senates heard before they...
Página 6 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 251 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.