The Poetical Works of William Somervile: In Two Volumes. Collated with the Best Editions:Printed at the Stanhope Press, by Charles Whittingham, ... for John Sharpe, 1808 |
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... face of man , Nor bears one glance of his commanding eye : So abject is a tyrant in distress ! At last within the narrow plain confin'd , A listed field , mark'd out for bloody deeds , An amphitheatre more glorious far [ heaps , Than ...
... face of man , Nor bears one glance of his commanding eye : So abject is a tyrant in distress ! At last within the narrow plain confin'd , A listed field , mark'd out for bloody deeds , An amphitheatre more glorious far [ heaps , Than ...
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... face Of nature , with the embellishments of art . How melts my beating heart ! as I behold Each lovely nymph our island's boast and pride , Push on the generous steed , that strokes along O'er rough , o'er smooth , nor heeds the steepy ...
... face Of nature , with the embellishments of art . How melts my beating heart ! as I behold Each lovely nymph our island's boast and pride , Push on the generous steed , that strokes along O'er rough , o'er smooth , nor heeds the steepy ...
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... face Ambiguous wantonness demurely sneers , Till circling brimmers every veil withdraw , And dauntless impudence appears unmask'd . Others apart , in the cool shade retir'd , Silurian cyder quaff , by that great bard Ennobled , who ...
... face Ambiguous wantonness demurely sneers , Till circling brimmers every veil withdraw , And dauntless impudence appears unmask'd . Others apart , in the cool shade retir'd , Silurian cyder quaff , by that great bard Ennobled , who ...
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... face , Impair'd by time , and shatter'd by misfortunes . A froward babe hung at her flabby breast , And tugg'd for life ; but wept , with hideous moan , His frustrate hopes , and unavailing pains . Another o'er her bending shoulder peep ...
... face , Impair'd by time , and shatter'd by misfortunes . A froward babe hung at her flabby breast , And tugg'd for life ; but wept , with hideous moan , His frustrate hopes , and unavailing pains . Another o'er her bending shoulder peep ...
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... face alone Could shake his stedfast soul . In vain he turns , And shifts his place averse ; she haunts him still , And glares upon him with her haggard eyes , That fiercely spoke her wrongs . Words swell'd with sighs At length burst ...
... face alone Could shake his stedfast soul . In vain he turns , And shifts his place averse ; she haunts him still , And glares upon him with her haggard eyes , That fiercely spoke her wrongs . Words swell'd with sighs At length burst ...
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ALLAN RAMSAY arms Aurengzebe bard behold beneath bless bless'd blood bold brave breast bright brow brute burlesque charms chase clouds courser crowd dastard dear delight despair dread e'er earth Ev'n eyes fair fame fate feast fierce fix'd flies flood fond glorious good-natur'd Gorgonius grace ground groves hand happy head heart Heav'n heroes hills Hobbinol honour hopes hounds Hudibras humble huntsman JOHN SHARPE Jove kind king labour Leather Lane lost loud merry mighty Muse Nemesianus night Numps nymph o'er the plain once Oppian pack pain panting pleas'd poor pow'r praise pray'r prey pride prize proud pursue rage reigns rich rise shade shine shore smiles soon soul stream swains sweet thee thou throne toils trembling triumphs twas tyrant vale Vale of Evesham vex'd view'd wanton waves WILLIAM SOMERVILE wind wings wise woods wounds wretch younker youth
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Страница 35 - The pack wide opening load the trembling air With various melody ; from tree to tree The propagated cry redoubling bounds, And winged zephyrs waft the floating joy...
Страница 153 - IF this pale Rose offend your sight, It in your bosom wear, Twill blush to find itself less white, And turn Lancastrian there...
Страница 24 - Torn and embarrass'd bleeds: but if too small, The pigmy brood in every furrow swims; Moil'd in the clogging clay, panting they lag Behind inglorious; or else shivering creep Beuumb'd and faint beneath the sheltering thorn. For hounds of middle size, active and strong, Will better answer all thy various ends, And crown thy pleasing labours with success.
Страница 27 - Their pointed bristles stare, or 'mong the tufts Of ranker weeds, each stomach-healing plant Curious they crop, sick, Spiritless, forlorn. These inauspicious days, on other cares Employ thy precious hours ; th' improving friend With open arms embrace, and from his lips Glean science, season'd with good-natur'd wit.
Страница 32 - The tumult rais'd within their little breasts, But give a loose to all their frolic play : So from their kennel rush the joyous pack; A thousand wanton gaieties express Their inward ecstasy, their pleasing sport Once more indulg'd, and liberty restor'd. The rising Sun, that o'er th...
Страница 20 - First let the kennel be the huntsman's care, Upon some little eminence erect, And fronting to the ruddy dawn ; its courts On either hand wide opening to receive The Sun's all-cheering beams, when mild he shines, And gilds the mountain tops.
Страница 69 - Unnumber'd accidents, and various ills, Attend thy pack, hang hovering o'er their heads, And point the way that leads to Death's dark cave. Short is their span ; few at the date arrive Of ancient Argus in old Homer's song So highly honour'd : kind, sagacious brute ! Not ev'n Minerva's wisdom could conceal Thy much-lov'd master from thy nicer sense.
Страница 25 - Or if the harmonious thunder of the field Delight thy ravish'd ears ; the deep-flew'd hound Breed up with care, strong, heavy, slow, but sure, Whose ears, down-hanging from his thick round head, Shall sweep the morning dew; whose clanging voice Awake the mountain echo in her cell, And shake the forests : the bold Talbot kind Of these the prime, as white as Alpine snows ; And great their use of old.
Страница 58 - O grant, indulgent Heaven, no rising storm May darken, with black wings, this glorious scene ! Should some malignant power thus damp our joys, Vain were the gloomy cave, such as, of old...
Страница 33 - Th' harmonious concert breaks; till more assured With joy redoubled the low valleys ring. What artful labyrinths, perplex their way ! Ah! there she lies; how close! she pants, she doubts If now she lives; she trembles as she sits, With horror seized.