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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... fate , 2 Which has , and must have , good effect . You both from one great lineage spring , Both from de Somervile , who came With William , England's conquering king , To win fair plains and lasting fame . Which ' nour he left to's ...
... fate , 2 Which has , and must have , good effect . You both from one great lineage spring , Both from de Somervile , who came With William , England's conquering king , To win fair plains and lasting fame . Which ' nour he left to's ...
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... Fate bestow Sweet balmy health and cheerful fire , As long ' s ye'd wish to live below , Still bless'd with all you would desire . O , Sir ! oblige the world , and spread In print those and your other lays ; This shall be better'd while ...
... Fate bestow Sweet balmy health and cheerful fire , As long ' s ye'd wish to live below , Still bless'd with all you would desire . O , Sir ! oblige the world , and spread In print those and your other lays ; This shall be better'd while ...
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... fate . The battle bleeds , grim Slaughter strides along , Glutting her greedy jaws , grins o'er her prey . Men , horses , dogs , fierce beasts of every kind , A strange promiscuous carnage , drench'd in blood , And heaps on heaps amass ...
... fate . The battle bleeds , grim Slaughter strides along , Glutting her greedy jaws , grins o'er her prey . Men , horses , dogs , fierce beasts of every kind , A strange promiscuous carnage , drench'd in blood , And heaps on heaps amass ...
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... fate revers'd ; and at his heels Behold the just avenger , swift to seize His forfeit head , and thirsting for his blood . Heavens ! what melodious strains ! how beat our Big with tumultuous joy ! the loaded gales [ hearts Breathe ...
... fate revers'd ; and at his heels Behold the just avenger , swift to seize His forfeit head , and thirsting for his blood . Heavens ! what melodious strains ! how beat our Big with tumultuous joy ! the loaded gales [ hearts Breathe ...
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... fate deserv'd . And soon from thence The pack inquisitive , with clamour loud , Drag out their trembling prize ; and on his blood With greedy transport feast . In bolder notes Each sounding horn proclaims the felon dead : And all the ...
... fate deserv'd . And soon from thence The pack inquisitive , with clamour loud , Drag out their trembling prize ; and on his blood With greedy transport feast . In bolder notes Each sounding horn proclaims the felon dead : And all the ...
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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.