The Muse's Pocket Companion: A Collection of PoemsJ. Milliken, 1785 - 289 страници |
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... morn , While warbling larks on ruffet pinions float ; Or feek at noon the woodland feene remote , Where the grey linnets carol from the hill . O let them ne'er with artificial note , To please a tyrant , flrain the little bill , But ...
... morn , While warbling larks on ruffet pinions float ; Or feek at noon the woodland feene remote , Where the grey linnets carol from the hill . O let them ne'er with artificial note , To please a tyrant , flrain the little bill , But ...
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... morning gilds , And all that echoes to the fong of even , All that the mountain's fheltering bofom fhields , And all the dread magnificence of heaven , O how can't thou renounce , and hope to be forgiven ! X. Thefe charms fhall work thy ...
... morning gilds , And all that echoes to the fong of even , All that the mountain's fheltering bofom fhields , And all the dread magnificence of heaven , O how can't thou renounce , and hope to be forgiven ! X. Thefe charms fhall work thy ...
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... morn brings forth , And foflering gales a while the nurfling fan . O fmile , ye heavens , ferene ; ye mildews wan , Ye blighting whirlwinds , fpare his balmy prime , Nor leffen of his life the little fpan . Born on the fwift , though ...
... morn brings forth , And foflering gales a while the nurfling fan . O fmile , ye heavens , ferene ; ye mildews wan , Ye blighting whirlwinds , fpare his balmy prime , Nor leffen of his life the little fpan . Born on the fwift , though ...
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... morn , Where the fresh flowers in living luftre blow , Where thousand pearls the dewy lawns adorn , A thousand notes of joy in every breeze are born . XXXVIII . But who the melodies of mora can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the ...
... morn , Where the fresh flowers in living luftre blow , Where thousand pearls the dewy lawns adorn , A thousand notes of joy in every breeze are born . XXXVIII . But who the melodies of mora can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the ...
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... morn of May . There let the fhepherd's pipe the live long day Fill all the grove with loves bewitching wo ; And when mild evening comes with mantle grey , Let not the blooming band make hafte to go ; No ghost nor fpell my long and laft ...
... morn of May . There let the fhepherd's pipe the live long day Fill all the grove with loves bewitching wo ; And when mild evening comes with mantle grey , Let not the blooming band make hafte to go ; No ghost nor fpell my long and laft ...
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Страница 212 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, 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 148 - Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow flies...
Страница 166 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
Страница 144 - A wretch forlorn," she cried; "Whose feet unhallow'd thus intrude Where Heaven and you reside. " But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray ; Who seeks for rest, but finds despair Companion of her way.
Страница 152 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed ; No costly lord the sumptuous banquet deal, To make him loathe his vegetable meal : But calm, and bred in ignorance and toil, Each wish contracting, fits him to the soil.
Страница 162 - I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Страница 153 - Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Страница 164 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment, tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Страница 211 - 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 146 - Turn, Angelina, ever- dear. My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart; And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.