The Works of the English Poets: AkensideH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... lyre , Which rules the accents of the moving fphere , Wilt thou , eternal Harmony ! defcend And join this festive train ? for with thee comes The guide , the guardian of their lovely sports , Majeftic Truth ; and where Truth deigns to ...
... lyre , Which rules the accents of the moving fphere , Wilt thou , eternal Harmony ! defcend And join this festive train ? for with thee comes The guide , the guardian of their lovely sports , Majeftic Truth ; and where Truth deigns to ...
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... I'd fing : then all the enamour'd youth , With each admiring virgin , to my lyre Should throng attentive , while I point on high- C4 325 Where Where beauty's living image , like the morn That wakes PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION , Book ! . 23.
... I'd fing : then all the enamour'd youth , With each admiring virgin , to my lyre Should throng attentive , while I point on high- C4 325 Where Where beauty's living image , like the morn That wakes PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION , Book ! . 23.
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... lyre Be wanting ; whether on the rofy mead , When fummer fmiles , to warn the melting heart Of luxury's allurement ; whether firm Against the torrent and the ftubborn hill To bold virtue's unremitted nerve , urge And wake the strong ...
... lyre Be wanting ; whether on the rofy mead , When fummer fmiles , to warn the melting heart Of luxury's allurement ; whether firm Against the torrent and the ftubborn hill To bold virtue's unremitted nerve , urge And wake the strong ...
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... lyre to fome indulgent theme Of harmony and wonder : while among 540 545 550 555 The herd of fervile minds , her ftrenuous form Indignant flashes on the patriot's eye , 560 And through the rolls of memory appeals To ancient honour , or ...
... lyre to fome indulgent theme Of harmony and wonder : while among 540 545 550 555 The herd of fervile minds , her ftrenuous form Indignant flashes on the patriot's eye , 560 And through the rolls of memory appeals To ancient honour , or ...
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... to my compatriot youth I point the high example of thy sons , And tune to Attic themes the British lyre . THE END OF BOOK THE FIRST . D THE THE PLEASURES O F IMAGINATION . BOOK THE SECOND . PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION , Book I. 33.
... to my compatriot youth I point the high example of thy sons , And tune to Attic themes the British lyre . THE END OF BOOK THE FIRST . D THE THE PLEASURES O F IMAGINATION . BOOK THE SECOND . PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION , Book I. 33.
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Страница 82 - Eternal Maker has ordain'd The powers of man; we feel within ourselves His energy divine; he tells the heart, He meant, he made us to behold and love What he beholds and loves, the general orb Of life and being ; to be great like him, Beneficent and active.
Страница 80 - Hence when lightning fires The arch of Heaven, and thunders rock the ground. When furious whirlwinds rend the howling air, And Ocean, groaning from his lowest bed, Heaves his tempestuous billows to the sky ; Amid the mighty uproar, while below The nations tremble, SHAKSPEARE looks abroad From some high cliff, superior, and enjoys The elemental war.
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Страница 74 - O'er these mixt treasures of his pregnant breast, With conscious pride. From them he oft resolves To frame he knows not what excelling things ; And win he knows not what sublime reward Of praise and wonder.
Страница 68 - Thee too, facetious Momion, wandering here, Thee, dreaded censor, oft have I beheld Bewilder'd unawares : alas ! too long Flush'd with thy comic triumphs and the spoils Of sly Derision ! till on every side Hurling thy random bolts, offended Truth Assign'd thee here thy station with the slaves Of Folly.
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Страница 25 - Thus was Beauty sent from heaven, The lovely ministress of truth and good In this dark world : for truth and good are one, And Beauty dwells in them, and they in her, With like participation.
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