Poems for Young Ladies: In Three Parts : Devotional, Moral, and Entertaining : the Whole Being a Collection of the Best Pieces in Our LanguageWilliam Davenhill, 1770 - 248 страници |
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... once their laft ! How did thy arm thy favour'd tribes convey ! Thy light conducting , point th ' amazing way ! Obedient ocean to their march divide , The wat'ry wall distinct on either fide ; While thro ' the deep the long proceffion ...
... once their laft ! How did thy arm thy favour'd tribes convey ! Thy light conducting , point th ' amazing way ! Obedient ocean to their march divide , The wat'ry wall distinct on either fide ; While thro ' the deep the long proceffion ...
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... once were mortal - now a happier train ! Who spend in peaceful love your joyful hours , In blissful meads and amaranthine bow'rs , Oh lend one spark of your celeftial fire ! Oh deign my glowing bofom to inspire ! And aid the Mufe's ...
... once were mortal - now a happier train ! Who spend in peaceful love your joyful hours , In blissful meads and amaranthine bow'rs , Oh lend one spark of your celeftial fire ! Oh deign my glowing bofom to inspire ! And aid the Mufe's ...
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... , The green reed trembles , and the bulrufh nods . Wafle fandy valleys , once perplex'd with thorn , The fpiry for and fhapely box adorn : 1 To leaflefs fhrubs the flow'ry palms fucceed , And od'rous D 2 T. YOUNG 35 LADIES .
... , The green reed trembles , and the bulrufh nods . Wafle fandy valleys , once perplex'd with thorn , The fpiry for and fhapely box adorn : 1 To leaflefs fhrubs the flow'ry palms fucceed , And od'rous D 2 T. YOUNG 35 LADIES .
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... once fo dear ; And ev'ry pleasure pains me to the heart . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? Hangs out the fun his luftre but for me , The fingle man ? Are angels all befide ? I mourn for millions : ' tis the common lot ; In ...
... once fo dear ; And ev'ry pleasure pains me to the heart . Yet why complain ? or why complain for one ? Hangs out the fun his luftre but for me , The fingle man ? Are angels all befide ? I mourn for millions : ' tis the common lot ; In ...
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... once ; and make a refuge of the grave . How groaning hospitals eject their dead ! What numbers groan for fad admiffion there ! What numbers , once in fortune's lap high - fed , Solicit the cold hand of charity ! To fhock us more ...
... once ; and make a refuge of the grave . How groaning hospitals eject their dead ! What numbers groan for fad admiffion there ! What numbers , once in fortune's lap high - fed , Solicit the cold hand of charity ! To fhock us more ...
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Страница 34 - The rocks proclaim th' approaching Deity. Lo, Earth receives him from the bending skies! Sink down, ye mountains! and ye valleys, rise! With heads declined, ye cedars, homage pay! Be smooth, ye rocks! ye rapid floods, give way! The Saviour comes! by ancient bards foretold: Hear him, ye deaf! and all ye blind, behold!
Страница 227 - GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Страница 39 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Страница 39 - Let not this weak unknowing hand 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...
Страница 33 - Aonian maids, Delight no more — O Thou my voice inspire Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire! Rapt into future times the bard begun: A Virgin shall conceive — a Virgin bear a Son ! From Jesse's root behold a Branch arise Whose sacred flower with fragrance fills the skies: Th' Ethereal Spirit o'er its leaves shall move, And on its top descends the mystic Dove.
Страница 31 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
Страница 63 - Has made my cup run o'er, And in a kind and faithful friend Has doubled all my store.
Страница 64 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Страница 30 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Страница 42 - Lead it through various scenes of life and death, And from each scene the noblest truths inspire.