Third period - From Dryden to CowperJames Nichol, 1860 |
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George Gilfillan. Our paper , pen , and ink , and we , Roll up and down our ships at sea . With a fa , & c . 3 Then if we write not by each post , Think not we are unkind ; Nor yet conclude our ships are lost , By Dutchmen , or by wind ...
George Gilfillan. Our paper , pen , and ink , and we , Roll up and down our ships at sea . With a fa , & c . 3 Then if we write not by each post , Think not we are unkind ; Nor yet conclude our ships are lost , By Dutchmen , or by wind ...
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... rolling worlds of light , To range their heavenly scenes the muse invite ; I meditate to soar above the skies , To heights unknown , through ways untried , to rise ; I would the Eternal from his works assert , And sing the wonders of ...
... rolling worlds of light , To range their heavenly scenes the muse invite ; I meditate to soar above the skies , To heights unknown , through ways untried , to rise ; I would the Eternal from his works assert , And sing the wonders of ...
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... rolling years consume ; Loud Pæans echoing round the roof are heard , And clouds of incense all the void perfume . There Phocion , Lælius , Capel , Hyde , With Falkland seated near his side , Fixed by the Muse , the temple grace ...
... rolling years consume ; Loud Pæans echoing round the roof are heard , And clouds of incense all the void perfume . There Phocion , Lælius , Capel , Hyde , With Falkland seated near his side , Fixed by the Muse , the temple grace ...
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... roll ! Let me be allowed to tell What I heard in yonder cell . Near the door an entrance gapes , Crowded round with antic shapes , Poverty , and Grief , and Care , Causeless Joy , and true Despair ; Discord periwigged with snakes , See ...
... roll ! Let me be allowed to tell What I heard in yonder cell . Near the door an entrance gapes , Crowded round with antic shapes , Poverty , and Grief , and Care , Causeless Joy , and true Despair ; Discord periwigged with snakes , See ...
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... rolling throne Is drawn by gentlest birds alone , And Cupids yoke the doves . THE SLUGGARD . 1 ' Tis the voice of the sluggard ; I heard him complain , " You have waked me too soon , I must slumber again . ' As the door on its hinges ...
... rolling throne Is drawn by gentlest birds alone , And Cupids yoke the doves . THE SLUGGARD . 1 ' Tis the voice of the sluggard ; I heard him complain , " You have waked me too soon , I must slumber again . ' As the door on its hinges ...
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Allan Ramsay arms bard beauty became beneath birks bless blest bloom bonny bonny bride born Braes of Yarrow breast breath busk Busk ye Canynge charms cheerful CHRISTOPHER SMART Crieff Cuckoo Cumnor DAVID MALLETT dear death delight died divine Dr Johnson e'er elevated song eyes fair fame father fear flame flowers frae genius gentle grace green grove hear heart heaven hills Invermay Jenny king live Lochaber Lord maid Mallett married maun mild ale mind Monody mournful Muse nature's ne'er never night o'er peace Peggy poem poet poetical poetry poor Pope praise rose round shade sigh sing smile song Song to David soon sorrow soul Splendid Shilling spring sweet Swift tears tell thee thine thou thought Tis green Twas verse virtue voice waves weep wife wind wing wrote youth
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Страница 146 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Страница 201 - Not one immoral, one corrupted thought, One line, which dying he could wish to blot.
Страница 145 - WEEP ye not for the dead, neither bemoan him: But weep sore for him that goeth away : For he shall return no more, Nor see his native country.
Страница 305 - E'en from the grave thou shalt have power to charm. Bid them be chaste, be innocent, like thee; Bid them in duty's sphere as meekly move; And if so fair, from vanity as free, As firm in friendship, and as fond in love, — Tell them...
Страница 129 - My master carries me to church, And often am I blamed Because I leave him in the lurch As soon as text is named ; I leave the church in sermon-time And slink away to Sally ; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Страница 305 - Take, holy earth ! all that my soul holds dear: Take that best gift which Heaven so lately gave : To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form : she bow'd to taste the wave, And died.
Страница 97 - Soft and easy is thy cradle: Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay, When His birthplace was a stable And His softest bed was hay.
Страница 74 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall, (I wish I knew what king to call.; Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Страница 169 - Strong is the lion — like a coal His eyeball — like a bastion's mole His chest against the foes: Strong the gier-eagle on his sail, Strong against tide the enormous whale Emerges as he goes.
Страница 73 - Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love my death lament. Poor Pope will grieve a month, and Gay A week, and Arbuthnot a day. St John himself will scarce forbear To bite his pen, and drop a tear. The rest will give a shrug, and cry, ' I 'm sorry — but we all must die!