Miscellanies in Prose and Verse Intended as a Specimen of the Types: At the Logographic Printing Office |
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And , with shame I own , The vice of human - kind alone . Be SLANDER then my leading dream , Tho ' you're a stranger to the theme : Thy softer breast , and honest heart , Scorns the defamatory art ; Thy soul asserts her native skies ...
And , with shame I own , The vice of human - kind alone . Be SLANDER then my leading dream , Tho ' you're a stranger to the theme : Thy softer breast , and honest heart , Scorns the defamatory art ; Thy soul asserts her native skies ...
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Think me not partial to the great , I'm a sworn foe to pride and state : No monarchs share my kind embrace ; There's scarce a monarch knows my face : CONTENT shuns courts , and oftner dwells With modest worth in humble cells ; There's ...
Think me not partial to the great , I'm a sworn foe to pride and state : No monarchs share my kind embrace ; There's scarce a monarch knows my face : CONTENT shuns courts , and oftner dwells With modest worth in humble cells ; There's ...
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Bid Virtue and her sons attend , VIRTUE will tell thee , I'm her friend ; Tell thee , I'm faithful , constant , kind , And meek , and lowly , and resign'd ; Will say , there's no distinction known Betwixt her houshold and my own .
Bid Virtue and her sons attend , VIRTUE will tell thee , I'm her friend ; Tell thee , I'm faithful , constant , kind , And meek , and lowly , and resign'd ; Will say , there's no distinction known Betwixt her houshold and my own .
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... If soft the motions of thy soul , And a calm conscience crowns the whole ; Add but a friend to all this store , You can't in reason with for more : And if kind Heav'n this comfort brings , ' Tis more than Heav'n bestows on kings .
... If soft the motions of thy soul , And a calm conscience crowns the whole ; Add but a friend to all this store , You can't in reason with for more : And if kind Heav'n this comfort brings , ' Tis more than Heav'n bestows on kings .
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... thy choice is always free , I bless thee for thy smiles on me . 1 When sorrows swell the tempest high , Thou , a kind port , art always nigh ! B 4 For For aching hearts a sov'reign cure , Not soft Nepenthe IN VERSE AND PROSE , 31 F ...
... thy choice is always free , I bless thee for thy smiles on me . 1 When sorrows swell the tempest high , Thou , a kind port , art always nigh ! B 4 For For aching hearts a sov'reign cure , Not soft Nepenthe IN VERSE AND PROSE , 31 F ...
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Страница 142 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn; "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.
Страница 143 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
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Страница 142 - Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Страница 142 - 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. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.
Страница 138 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Страница 168 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Страница 89 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Страница 142 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.