Poems by Mr. GrayAlexander Donaldson, 1775 - 136 страници |
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... virtue and humanity . There is no character " without fome fpeck , fome imperfection ; and I think 64 the greatest defect in his was an affectation in delica- cy , or rather effeminacy , and a vifible faftidiousness , " or contempt and ...
... virtue and humanity . There is no character " without fome fpeck , fome imperfection ; and I think 64 the greatest defect in his was an affectation in delica- cy , or rather effeminacy , and a vifible faftidiousness , " or contempt and ...
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... virtue ftrengthened ; the world and mankind were fhewn to him without a mafk ; and he was taught to confider every thing as trifling , " and unworthy the attention of a wife man , except the purfuit of knowledge , and the practice of virtue ...
... virtue ftrengthened ; the world and mankind were fhewn to him without a mafk ; and he was taught to confider every thing as trifling , " and unworthy the attention of a wife man , except the purfuit of knowledge , and the practice of virtue ...
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... Virtue , his darling child , defign'd , To thee he gave the heav'nly birth , And bade to form her infant mind . Stern rugged nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year fhe bore : What forrow was , thou bad'st her know , LA And ...
... Virtue , his darling child , defign'd , To thee he gave the heav'nly birth , And bade to form her infant mind . Stern rugged nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year fhe bore : What forrow was , thou bad'st her know , LA And ...
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... virtues , Tyrant , shall avail To fave thy fecret foul from nightly fears , • From Cambria's curse , from Cambria's tears ! ' Such were the founds , that o'er the † crested pride Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay , As down the ...
... virtues , Tyrant , shall avail To fave thy fecret foul from nightly fears , • From Cambria's curse , from Cambria's tears ! ' Such were the founds , that o'er the † crested pride Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay , As down the ...
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... to command , The threats of pain and ruin to despise , To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land , And read their hift'ry in a nation's eyes , Their lot forbade : nor circumfcrib'd alone Their growing virtues Their 130 ELEGY WRITTEN IN A.
... to command , The threats of pain and ruin to despise , To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land , And read their hift'ry in a nation's eyes , Their lot forbade : nor circumfcrib'd alone Their growing virtues Their 130 ELEGY WRITTEN IN A.
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Æolian beneath bluſh breaſt breath bufy Burſting Cambria's Clare cloſe death difdain dreft Dryden's Duke of Grafton Earl Edward Eirin Elifabeth EPITAPH ETON COLLEGE ev'ry eyes fable fate fecret feen fend fhade fhaggy fhall fide fince fing firſt flain fleep fmile foft folemn fome fong forrow foul fpirit fpring ftate ftill ftream ftyle fublime fweet Gilbert de Clare glitt'ring glory golden Gray hafty hand Hark Hauberk heart Heav'n Henry the Sixth Hoder's HOEL iſland King lance Lord loves lyre maid Margaret of Anjou Milton Milton's Paradife Mufe Mufe's numbers o'er ODIN paffions pain Petrarch PINDARIC pleafing pleaſure poetry Profe Prophetefs PROPHETES Quarto reft reign repofe repoſe Rofe ſay ſhall ſmiling ſpeed ſpread ſtate ſteep ſteps ſtrains ſtretch Talieffin tear thee thefe theſe thou thro Trinity College triumph vale voice Weave weep Weft Welsh whofe youth
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Страница 135 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite 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 church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Страница 128 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Страница 46 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...
Страница 134 - 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 132 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; 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 125 - 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 127 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Страница 40 - Perching on the sceptred hand Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king With ruffled plumes, and flagging wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak, and lightnings of his eye.
Страница 140 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet Morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear And weep the more because I weep in vain.
Страница 59 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...