The beauties of the poets: a collection of moral and sacred poetry, compiled by T. JanesThomas Janes 1810 |
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... hear ! for what can I increase Or multiply , but curses on my head ? Who , of all ages to succeed , but feeling The evil on him brought by me , will curse My head ? Ill fare our ancestor impure , For this we may thank Adam : but his ...
... hear ! for what can I increase Or multiply , but curses on my head ? Who , of all ages to succeed , but feeling The evil on him brought by me , will curse My head ? Ill fare our ancestor impure , For this we may thank Adam : but his ...
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... hears the gay , and the distressful call , And with unsparing bounty fills them all . Observe the rising lily's snowy grace , Observe the various vegetable race ; They neither toil , nór spin , but careless grow , Yet see how warm they ...
... hears the gay , and the distressful call , And with unsparing bounty fills them all . Observe the rising lily's snowy grace , Observe the various vegetable race ; They neither toil , nór spin , but careless grow , Yet see how warm they ...
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... hear the full celestial choir , Thro ' heav'n's high dome their awful anthem raise ; Now chanting clear , and now they all conspire To swell the lofty hymn , from praise to praise . Let me , ye wand'ring spirits of the wind , Who , as ...
... hear the full celestial choir , Thro ' heav'n's high dome their awful anthem raise ; Now chanting clear , and now they all conspire To swell the lofty hymn , from praise to praise . Let me , ye wand'ring spirits of the wind , Who , as ...
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... hear you have , and what's unknown The same ( my lord ) if Tully's or your own . All that we feel of it begins and ends In the small circle of our foes or friends ; To all beside as much an empty shade , An Eugene living , as a Cæsar ...
... hear you have , and what's unknown The same ( my lord ) if Tully's or your own . All that we feel of it begins and ends In the small circle of our foes or friends ; To all beside as much an empty shade , An Eugene living , as a Cæsar ...
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... hear it roar , And bids the tempest waft her from the shore : Then with a skilful helm she sweeps the seas , And manages the raging storm with ease ; ( Her faith can govern Death ) she spreads her wings Wide to the wind , and as she ...
... hear it roar , And bids the tempest waft her from the shore : Then with a skilful helm she sweeps the seas , And manages the raging storm with ease ; ( Her faith can govern Death ) she spreads her wings Wide to the wind , and as she ...
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angels art thou behold beneath bless bless'd bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright charms cherub clime clouds crown'd dark death deep divine dreadful dust earth eternal ev'n ev'ry ev❜n eyes fair faithless fame fate fix'd flame flow'rs gloom glory golden grace grave Grongar Hill hand happy hast heart heaven hermit hill hour land light liquid sky live LORD lyre mighty mind MONODY morn mortal Muse nature's ne'er night o'er pain patriot war peace Petrarch Pindus plain pleas'd poor pow'r praise pride proud rage rise round sacred scene seraph shade shine sight silent skies smile soft solemn song soul sound spread spring swain sweet SWEET Auburn swell tears tempest thee thine thou thought thro throne toil trembling Twas vale virtue voice waking eyes wand'ring waves Whilst wild winds wings wondrous wretch
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Страница 81 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Страница 93 - Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault.
Страница 94 - 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 92 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm...
Страница 91 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Страница 203 - Twas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Страница 19 - While day arises, that sweet hour of prime. Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge Him thy greater, sound His praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and w hen thou fall'st.
Страница 176 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound ; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose...
Страница 20 - Join voices, all ye living Souls : Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light...
Страница 78 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.