The Poetical Works of James Beattie, and the Poems and Plays of Oliver GoldsmithSheldon and Company, 1864 - 458 страници |
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... breasts of any , they were quickly dissipated . The young professor immediately set to work ; and , by hard study , and unremit- ting attention to his students individually , he quickly gained a reputation as a man of letters and a ...
... breasts of any , they were quickly dissipated . The young professor immediately set to work ; and , by hard study , and unremit- ting attention to his students individually , he quickly gained a reputation as a man of letters and a ...
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... breast , And woo the weary to profound repose ! Can passion's wildest uproar lay to rest , And whisper comfort to the man of woes ! Here Innocence may wander , safe from foes , And Contemplation soar on seraph wings . O Solitude ! the ...
... breast , And woo the weary to profound repose ! Can passion's wildest uproar lay to rest , And whisper comfort to the man of woes ! Here Innocence may wander , safe from foes , And Contemplation soar on seraph wings . O Solitude ! the ...
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... spite , and scorn , Yet with mankind no horrid war I wage , Yet with no impious spleen my breast is torn : For virtue lost , and ruin'd man , I mourn . O man ! creation's pride , Heaven's darling child , THE MINSTREL . 29.
... spite , and scorn , Yet with mankind no horrid war I wage , Yet with no impious spleen my breast is torn : For virtue lost , and ruin'd man , I mourn . O man ! creation's pride , Heaven's darling child , THE MINSTREL . 29.
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... breasts begirt with steel ! To those , whom Nature taught to think and feel , Heroes , alas ! are things of small concern . Could History man's secret heart reveal , And what imports a heaven - born mind to learn , Her transcripts to ...
... breasts begirt with steel ! To those , whom Nature taught to think and feel , Heroes , alas ! are things of small concern . Could History man's secret heart reveal , And what imports a heaven - born mind to learn , Her transcripts to ...
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... breast with fear , or pants for fame , Or pines , to indolence and spleen a prey , Or avarice , a fiend more fierce than they ? Flee to the shade of Academus ' grove ; Where cares molest not , discord melts away In harmony , and the ...
... breast with fear , or pants for fame , Or pines , to indolence and spleen a prey , Or avarice , a fiend more fierce than they ? Flee to the shade of Academus ' grove ; Where cares molest not , discord melts away In harmony , and the ...
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adorn afar alarms Amyntas balmy beauty blest bloom blooming band bosom bower breast breath charms cheer cliffs clouds Corydon DAMETAS Daphnis dark dart deep Dr Johnson dread fame Fancy Fancy's fate fire flame flies flocks flowers foes Fordoun forlorn gale gentle glittering gloom glory glow grace grove hail heart Heaven hope hour JAMES BEATTIE Julius Cæsar land Laurencekirk lone LYCIDAS lyre MENALCAS mind mirth MOPSUS mountains mourn murmuring Muse Nature's ne'er nymphs o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH peace pines plain pleasure pomp praise pride promised song rage rapture roam roll round scene shade shepherd sing skies smile soft song soothe soul spleen storm strain stream sublime swain sweet Sweet Auburn tear thee thine thou toil trembling truth Twas vale verse virtue Virtue's voice wander warbling wave wild wind wings wretched yonder youth
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Страница 169 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Страница 180 - How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Страница 251 - And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound. And curs of low degree.
Страница 189 - REMOTE, unfriended, melancholy, slow — Or by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po, Or onward where the rude Carinthian boor Against the houseless stranger shuts the door, Or where Campania's plain forsaken lies A weary waste expanding to the skies — Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart, untravell'd, fondly turns to thee ; Still to my Brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Страница 234 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn ; Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. " But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring, A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong : Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Страница 59 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore, Perfumed with fresh fragrance, and glittering with dew: Nor yet for the ravage of Winter I mourn ; Kind Nature the embryo blossom will save.
Страница 204 - ... 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 208 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watch'd and wept, he pray'd 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 189 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue 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 ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Страница 230 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back.