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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... 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 they're read , And after - ages sound your praise . I could enlarge - but ...
... 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 they're read , And after - ages sound your praise . I could enlarge - but ...
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... lives ; she trembles as she sits , With horror seiz'd . The wither'd grass that clings Around her head , of the same russet hue , Almost deceiv'd my sight , had not her eyes With life full - beaming her vain wiles betray'd . At distance ...
... lives ; she trembles as she sits , With horror seiz'd . The wither'd grass that clings Around her head , of the same russet hue , Almost deceiv'd my sight , had not her eyes With life full - beaming her vain wiles betray'd . At distance ...
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... lives ; till round inclos'd By all the greedy pack , with infant screams She yields her breath , and there reluctant dies . So when the furious Bacchanals assail'd Threician Orpheus , poor ill - fated bard ! Loud was the cry , hills ...
... lives ; till round inclos'd By all the greedy pack , with infant screams She yields her breath , and there reluctant dies . So when the furious Bacchanals assail'd Threician Orpheus , poor ill - fated bard ! Loud was the cry , hills ...
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... lives Your country's due alone . As now aloof They wing around , he finds his soul uprais'd , To dare some great exploit ; he charges home Upon the broken pack , that on each side Fly diverse ; then as o'er the turf he strains , He ...
... lives Your country's due alone . As now aloof They wing around , he finds his soul uprais'd , To dare some great exploit ; he charges home Upon the broken pack , that on each side Fly diverse ; then as o'er the turf he strains , He ...
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... lives not long ; but respiration needs At proper intervals . Again he vents ! Again the crowd attack . That spear has pierc'd His neck ; the crimson waves confess the wound . Fix'd is the bearded lance , unwelcome guest , VOL . I. G ...
... lives not long ; but respiration needs At proper intervals . Again he vents ! Again the crowd attack . That spear has pierc'd His neck ; the crimson waves confess the wound . Fix'd is the bearded lance , unwelcome guest , VOL . I. G ...
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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.