Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Том 3Longman, Hurst, Rees and Orme, 1807 "These volumes are intended to accompany Mr. Ellis's ... Specimens of the early English poets. That series concludes with reign of Charles II, this begins with that of James his successor."-- Preface. |
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... weep In all the pride of youthful charms , A beauteous bride torn from my circling arms ! A lovely babe that should have lived to bless , And fill my doating eyes with frequent tears , At once the source of rapture and distress , The ...
... weep In all the pride of youthful charms , A beauteous bride torn from my circling arms ! A lovely babe that should have lived to bless , And fill my doating eyes with frequent tears , At once the source of rapture and distress , The ...
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... weep , a stranger to repose : O what delusion did thy tongue employ ! " That EMMA's fatal pledge of love , " Her last bequest - with all a mother's care , " The bitterness of sorrow should remove , " Soften the horrors of despair ...
... weep , a stranger to repose : O what delusion did thy tongue employ ! " That EMMA's fatal pledge of love , " Her last bequest - with all a mother's care , " The bitterness of sorrow should remove , " Soften the horrors of despair ...
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... weep - my sorrow streaming eyes , " When death gives misery repose , " And opes a glorious passage to the skies . " Vain thought ! it must not be - She too is dead- The flattering scene is o'er- My hopes for ever - ever fled- And ...
... weep - my sorrow streaming eyes , " When death gives misery repose , " And opes a glorious passage to the skies . " Vain thought ! it must not be - She too is dead- The flattering scene is o'er- My hopes for ever - ever fled- And ...
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... weeping love requires ! ) Frailty prevail'd , and for a moment quell'd Th ' indignant pride that in my bosom swell'd ; I sued the weak attempt I blush to own- I sued for mercy , prostrate at the throne . O blot the foible out , my noble ...
... weeping love requires ! ) Frailty prevail'd , and for a moment quell'd Th ' indignant pride that in my bosom swell'd ; I sued the weak attempt I blush to own- I sued for mercy , prostrate at the throne . O blot the foible out , my noble ...
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... . I have nothing to weep for behind ! To part with my friends is the worst ! Their numbers I grant are confined ; But you are still one of the first . JAMES DANCE . 1774 . This Author was an Actor 82 JOHN CUNNINGHAM .
... . I have nothing to weep for behind ! To part with my friends is the worst ! Their numbers I grant are confined ; But you are still one of the first . JAMES DANCE . 1774 . This Author was an Actor 82 JOHN CUNNINGHAM .
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Страница 77 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Страница 467 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes ! I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Страница 469 - All this, and, more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall — Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks That humour interposed too often makes ; All this, still legible in memory's page. And still to be so to my latest age, Adds joy to duty, makes me glad to pay Such honours to thee as my numbers may — Perhaps a. frail memorial, but sincere — Not scorned in heaven, though little noticed here.
Страница 467 - But gladly, as the precept were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss: Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile! it...
Страница 385 - ... baseness wafts perfume to pride. No : — men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude, — Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; These constitute a state...
Страница 295 - HAIL, beauteous stranger of the grove! Thou messenger of spring ! Now Heaven repairs thy rural seat, And woods thy welcome sing. What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Страница 74 - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state, With daring aims irregularly great : Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of humankind pass by...
Страница 470 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renew'd the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine ; And, while the wings of fancy still are free, And I can view...
Страница 468 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my...
Страница 292 - The green-wood path to meet her brother; They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the forest thorough; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow. No longer from thy window look — Thou hast no son, thou tender mother! No longer walk, thou lovely maid ; Alas, thou hast no more a brother ! No longer seek him east or west And search no more the forest thorough; For, wandering in the night so dark, He fell a lifeless corpse in Yarrow.