The Works of the English Poets: Dyer and MalletH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Gives luftre to the land and sky ! Grongar Hill invites my fong , Draw the landskip bright and strong ; Grongar , in whose moffy cells , Sweetly mufing , Quiet dwells ; B Grongar , Grongar , in whofe filent shade , For the modeft [ 1 ]
... Gives luftre to the land and sky ! Grongar Hill invites my fong , Draw the landskip bright and strong ; Grongar , in whose moffy cells , Sweetly mufing , Quiet dwells ; B Grongar , Grongar , in whofe filent shade , For the modeft [ 1 ]
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... give each a double charm , As pearls upon an Æthiop's arm . See on the mountain's fouthern fide , Where the profpect opens wide , Where the evening gilds the tide ; How close and fmall the hedges lie ! What streaks of meadows cross the ...
... give each a double charm , As pearls upon an Æthiop's arm . See on the mountain's fouthern fide , Where the profpect opens wide , Where the evening gilds the tide ; How close and fmall the hedges lie ! What streaks of meadows cross the ...
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... Give with fuperior skill the living look ; More pompous piles erect , or pencil foft With warmer touch the visionary board : But thou , thy nobler Britons teach to rule ; To check the ravage of tyrannic fway ; To quell the proud ; to ...
... Give with fuperior skill the living look ; More pompous piles erect , or pencil foft With warmer touch the visionary board : But thou , thy nobler Britons teach to rule ; To check the ravage of tyrannic fway ; To quell the proud ; to ...
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... Gives Nature value , multiplies her stores , Varies , improves , creates : ' tis Art and Toil Teaches her woody hills with fruits to shine , The pear and tateful apple ; decks with flowers And foodful pulfe the fields , that often rife ...
... Gives Nature value , multiplies her stores , Varies , improves , creates : ' tis Art and Toil Teaches her woody hills with fruits to shine , The pear and tateful apple ; decks with flowers And foodful pulfe the fields , that often rife ...
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... gives ; And , in the regions oft of active Gaul , O'er leffening vineyards fpreads the growing turf .. In eldest times , when kings and hardy chiefs In bleeting fheepfolds met , for pureft wool Phoenicia's hilly tracts were most renown ...
... gives ; And , in the regions oft of active Gaul , O'er leffening vineyards fpreads the growing turf .. In eldest times , when kings and hardy chiefs In bleeting fheepfolds met , for pureft wool Phoenicia's hilly tracts were most renown ...
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Страница 3 - in the fkies ! Rufhing from the woods, the fpires Seem from hence afcending fires! Half his beams Apollo fheds , On the yellow mountain-heads ! Gilds the fleeces of the flocks, And glitters on the broken rocks! Below me trees unnumber'd rife, Beautiful in various dyes : The gloomy pine, the poplar blue, The yellow beech, the
Страница 4 - But tranfient is the fmile of Fate ! A little rule, a little fway, A fun-beam in a winter's-day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave. And fee the rivers how they run, Through woods and meads, in made and fun, Sometimes fwift,
Страница 3 - his feet in Towy's flood, His fides are cloath'd with waving wood, And ancient towers crown his brow, That caft an aweful look below ; Whofe ragged walls the ivy creeps, And with her arms from falling keeps So both a fafety from the wind •On mutual dependence
Страница 6 - Now, ev'n now, my joys run high, As on the mountain-turf I lie ; While the wanton Zephyr fmgs, And in the vale perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the fhepherd charms his fheep ; While the birds unbounded fly, And with mufick fill the
Страница 3 - yew, The flender fir, that taper grows, The fturdy oak with broad-fpread boughs. And beyond the purple grove, Haunt of Phyllis, Queen of Love ! Gaudy as the opening dawn, Lies a long and level lawn, On which a dark hill, fteep and high, Holds and charms the wandering eye
Страница 151 - Love had, like the canker-worm, Confum'd her early prime : The rofe grew pale, and left her cheek; She dy'd before her time. VI. Awake ! me cry'd, thy true love calls* Come from her midnight-grave; Now let thy pity hear the maid, Thy love refus'd to fave. VII. This is the dumb and dreary
Страница 5 - laid ; For, while our wifhes wildly roll, We banifh quiet from the foul : 'Tis thus the bufy beat the air, And mifers gather wealth and care. Now, ev'n now, my joys run high, As on the mountain-turf I lie ; While the wanton Zephyr fmgs, And in the vale perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the
Страница 3 - Tis now the raven's bleak abode ; 'Tis now th' apartment of the toad ; And there the fox fecurely feeds ; And there the poifonous adder breeds, Conceal'd in ruins, mofs, and weeds ; While, ever and anon, there falls Huge heaps of hoary
Страница 6 - While the birds unbounded fly, And with mufick fill the fky, Now, ev'n now, my joys run high. Be full, ye courts ; be great who will; Search for Peace with all your
Страница 152 - broken oath ; And give me back my maiden-vow, And give me back my troth. IX. Why did you promife love to me, And not that promife keep ? Why did you fwear my eyes were bright, Yet leave thofe eyes to weep ? X. How could you fay my face was fair, And yet that face forfake ? How could you win my