The Poems of William CollinsH. Frowde, 1907 - 90 страници |
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... Charms they boast , By Sense unaided , or to Virtue lost . Self - flattering Sex ! your Hearts believe in vain That Love shall blind , when once he fires the Swain ; Or hope a Lover by your Faults to win , As Spots on Ermin beautify the ...
... Charms they boast , By Sense unaided , or to Virtue lost . Self - flattering Sex ! your Hearts believe in vain That Love shall blind , when once he fires the Swain ; Or hope a Lover by your Faults to win , As Spots on Ermin beautify the ...
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... charm'd , we find Some sweet Illusion of the cheated Mind . Oft , wild of Wing , she calls the Soul to rove With humbler Nature , in the rural Grove ; Where Swains contented own the quiet Scene , And twilight Fairies tread the circled ...
... charm'd , we find Some sweet Illusion of the cheated Mind . Oft , wild of Wing , she calls the Soul to rove With humbler Nature , in the rural Grove ; Where Swains contented own the quiet Scene , And twilight Fairies tread the circled ...
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... charm'd by Parts alone . Their own Ulysses scarce had wander'd more , By Winds and Waters cast on ev'ry Shore : When , rais'd by Fate , some former Hanmer join'd Each beauteous image of the tuneful mind ; And bad , like Thee , his ...
... charm'd by Parts alone . Their own Ulysses scarce had wander'd more , By Winds and Waters cast on ev'ry Shore : When , rais'd by Fate , some former Hanmer join'd Each beauteous image of the tuneful mind ; And bad , like Thee , his ...
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... charm his frantic Woe : When first Distress with Dagger keen Broke forth to waste his destin'd Scene , His wild unsated Foe ! * 2 . By Pella's Bard , a magic Name , By all the Griefs his Thought could frame , Receive my humble Rite ...
... charm his frantic Woe : When first Distress with Dagger keen Broke forth to waste his destin'd Scene , His wild unsated Foe ! * 2 . By Pella's Bard , a magic Name , By all the Griefs his Thought could frame , Receive my humble Rite ...
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... Charms infuse ! The Flow'rs that sweetest breathe , Tho ' Beauty cull'd the Wreath , Still ask thy Hand to range ... charm , our Eye ; Thou , only Thou , can'st raise the meeting Soul ! 9 . Of These let others ask , To aid D 2 ODE TO ...
... Charms infuse ! The Flow'rs that sweetest breathe , Tho ' Beauty cull'd the Wreath , Still ask thy Hand to range ... charm , our Eye ; Thou , only Thou , can'st raise the meeting Soul ! 9 . Of These let others ask , To aid D 2 ODE TO ...
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Страница 58 - He threw his blood-stain'd sword in thunder down ; And with a withering look The war-denouncing trumpet took And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe ! And ever and anon he beat...
Страница 58 - ... twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She...
Страница 40 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Страница 60 - Can well recall what then it heard. Where is thy native simple heart Devote to Virtue, Fancy, Art?
Страница 52 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams ! Or if chill blust'ring winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet ; be mine the hut That, from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires ! And hears their simple bell ! and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil...
Страница 51 - Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum: Now teach me, maid composed, To breathe some softened strain, Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit, As, musing...
Страница 58 - Poured through the mellow horn her pensive soul : And, dashing soft from rocks around, Bubbling runnels joined the sound ; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace, and lonely musing In hollow murmurs died away.
Страница 64 - And mid the varied landscape weep. But thou, who own'st that earthy bed, Ah ! what will every dirge avail? Or tears which love and pity shed, That mourn beneath the gliding sail?
Страница 51 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Страница 63 - Then maids and youths shall linger here, And while its sounds at distance swell, Shall sadly seem in pity's ear To hear the woodland pilgrim's knell.