The Works of the English Poets: ShenstoneH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... glow - worm's pallid ray : But ill - ftar'd birds , that liftening not admir'd , Or liftening envy'd our fuperior lay . Chear'd by the fun , the vaffals of his power , Let fuch by day unite their jarring strains ! But let us chufe the ...
... glow - worm's pallid ray : But ill - ftar'd birds , that liftening not admir'd , Or liftening envy'd our fuperior lay . Chear'd by the fun , the vaffals of his power , Let fuch by day unite their jarring strains ! But let us chufe the ...
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... glowing purple ting'd the ground . " Stranger , he faid , amid this pealing rain , Benighted , lonefome , whither would'st thou stray ? Does wealth or power thy weary ftep conftrain ? Reveal thy with , and let me point the way . C 4 For ...
... glowing purple ting'd the ground . " Stranger , he faid , amid this pealing rain , Benighted , lonefome , whither would'st thou stray ? Does wealth or power thy weary ftep conftrain ? Reveal thy with , and let me point the way . C 4 For ...
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... glow , And Canna's walls , and Trebia's crimson fhore . But let grave annals paint the warrior's fame ; Fair fhine his arms in history enroll'd ; Whilft humbler lyres his civil worth proclaim , His nobler hate of avarice and gold.— Now ...
... glow , And Canna's walls , and Trebia's crimson fhore . But let grave annals paint the warrior's fame ; Fair fhine his arms in history enroll'd ; Whilft humbler lyres his civil worth proclaim , His nobler hate of avarice and gold.— Now ...
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... glowing landscape wave with corn ; Or the tall oaks , my country's bulwark , rise ; Pleas'd , if mine eye , o'er thousand vallies borne , Difcern the Cambrian hills fupport the skies . And fee Plinlimmon ! ev'n the youthful fight Scales ...
... glowing landscape wave with corn ; Or the tall oaks , my country's bulwark , rise ; Pleas'd , if mine eye , o'er thousand vallies borne , Difcern the Cambrian hills fupport the skies . And fee Plinlimmon ! ev'n the youthful fight Scales ...
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... glow , For fome falfe Florimel's impure difguife , The lifted youth , nor war's loud fignal know , Nor virtue's call , nor fame's imperial prize . Then Then if foft concord lull'd their fears to fleep , ELE GY 61 XXI .
... glow , For fome falfe Florimel's impure difguife , The lifted youth , nor war's loud fignal know , Nor virtue's call , nor fame's imperial prize . Then Then if foft concord lull'd their fears to fleep , ELE GY 61 XXI .
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Страница 148 - I have found out a gift for my fair ; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed ; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed : For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd, Who could rob a poor bird of its young ; And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue.
Страница 147 - But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.
Страница 278 - And pungent radish, biting infant's tongue ; And plantain ribb'd, that heals the reaper's wound ; And marjoram sweet, in shepherd's posie found ; And lavender, whose spikes of azure bloom Shall be erewhile in arid bundles bound, To lurk amid the labours of her loom, And crown her kerchiefs clean with mickle rare perfume.
Страница 149 - She is ev'ry way pleafing to me. 0 you that have been of her train, Come and join in my amorous lays ; 1 could lay down my life for the fwain, That will fing but a fong in her praife.
Страница 277 - Twas her own country bred the flock so fair; 'Twas her own labour did the fleece prepare...
Страница 151 - I have nothing to do but to weep. Yet do not my folly reprove ; She was fair — and my passion begun ; She smiled — and I could not but love ; She is faithless — and I am undone.
Страница 145 - I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd me before; But now they are past, and I sigh ; And I grieve that I priz'd them no more.
Страница 13 - The glim'ring twilight and the doubtful dawn Shall fee your ftep to thefe fad fcenes return : Conftant, as cryftal dews impearl the lawn, Shall STREPHON'S tear bedew OPHELIA'S urn ! Sure nought unhallow'd mall prefume to ftray Where fleep the reliques of that virtuous maid : Nor aught unlovely bend its devious way, Where foft OPHELIA'S dear remains are laid.
Страница 281 - But, ah! what pen his piteous plight may trace, Or what device his loud laments explain...
Страница 278 - Fresh baum, and marygold of cheerful hue : The lowly gill, that never dares to climb ; And more I fain would sing, disdaining here to rhyme.