A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Том 4Robert Dodsley J. Dodsley, 1770 - 336 страници |
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... shall burn , Or bufy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lifp their fire's return , Or climb his knees the envied kifs to fhare . Oft did the harvest to their fickle yield , Their farrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ...
... shall burn , Or bufy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lifp their fire's return , Or climb his knees the envied kifs to fhare . Oft did the harvest to their fickle yield , Their farrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ...
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... shall my youthful fons , to Wisdom led By fair example and ingenuous praise , With willing feet the paths of Duty tread ; Through the world's intricate or rugged ways Conducted by Religion's facred rays ; Whofe foul - invigorating ...
... shall my youthful fons , to Wisdom led By fair example and ingenuous praise , With willing feet the paths of Duty tread ; Through the world's intricate or rugged ways Conducted by Religion's facred rays ; Whofe foul - invigorating ...
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... shall bear , Blunt the weak fword , and break th ' oppreffive fpear . Where'er we turn , by Fancy charm'd , we find Some fweet illufion of the cheated mind . Oft , wild of wing , fhe calls the soul to rove With humbler nature , in the ...
... shall bear , Blunt the weak fword , and break th ' oppreffive fpear . Where'er we turn , by Fancy charm'd , we find Some fweet illufion of the cheated mind . Oft , wild of wing , fhe calls the soul to rove With humbler nature , in the ...
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... Spring . II . No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with fhrieks this quiet grove : But shepherd lads affemble here , And melting virgins own their love . E 4 III . No III . No wither'd witch fhall here be seen , ( 71 )
... Spring . II . No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with fhrieks this quiet grove : But shepherd lads affemble here , And melting virgins own their love . E 4 III . No III . No wither'd witch fhall here be seen , ( 71 )
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... Shall kindly lend his little aid : With hoary mofs , and gather'd flow'rs , To deck the ground where thou art laid . V. When howling winds , and beating rain , In tempefts shake the fylvan cell , Or ' midft the chace on every plain ...
... Shall kindly lend his little aid : With hoary mofs , and gather'd flow'rs , To deck the ground where thou art laid . V. When howling winds , and beating rain , In tempefts shake the fylvan cell , Or ' midft the chace on every plain ...
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Страница 5 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Страница 5 - Tis folly to be wise. HYMN TO ADVERSITY DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain The proud are taught to taste of pain, And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before, unpitied and alone. When...
Страница 5 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, 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 340 - With the lilac to render it gay ! Already it calls for my love, To prune the wild branches away.
Страница 143 - And scarce a sycophant was fed by pride; Where ne'er was known the form of mock debate, Or seen a new-made mayor's unwieldy state; Where change of fav'rites made no change of laws, And senates heard before they judg'da cause; How wouldst thou shake at Britain's modish tribe, Dart the quick taunt, and edge the piercing gibe?
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Страница 242 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Страница 149 - But did not Chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Страница 5 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Страница 5 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.