Poetical Works: With a MemoirLittle, Brown & Company, 1866 |
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... Hours Confin'd her tresses with a wreath of flowers ; Within the wreath arose a radiant crown ; A veil pellucid hung depending down ; Back roll'd her azure veil with serpent fold , The purfled border deck'd the floor with gold . Her ...
... Hours Confin'd her tresses with a wreath of flowers ; Within the wreath arose a radiant crown ; A veil pellucid hung depending down ; Back roll'd her azure veil with serpent fold , The purfled border deck'd the floor with gold . Her ...
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... hours away ; A Locrian youth , the gentle Troilus he , A fair Milesian , kind Evanthe she : But swelling nature in a fatal hour Betray'd the secrets of the conscious bower ; The dire disgrace her brothers count their own , And track her ...
... hours away ; A Locrian youth , the gentle Troilus he , A fair Milesian , kind Evanthe she : But swelling nature in a fatal hour Betray'd the secrets of the conscious bower ; The dire disgrace her brothers count their own , And track her ...
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... Hours with silver sound . Ye fields , ye forests , own Dione's reign , And , Delia , huntress Delia , shun the plain . Let those love now , who never lov'd before ; Let those who always lov'd , now love the more . Gay with the bloom of ...
... Hours with silver sound . Ye fields , ye forests , own Dione's reign , And , Delia , huntress Delia , shun the plain . Let those love now , who never lov'd before ; Let those who always lov'd , now love the more . Gay with the bloom of ...
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... hour of wit : ' Tis gone , the fit retires , the flames decay , My tuneful Phœbus flies averse away . His own Amycle thus , as stories run , But once was silent , and that once undone . Let those love now , who never lov'd before ; Let ...
... hour of wit : ' Tis gone , the fit retires , the flames decay , My tuneful Phœbus flies averse away . His own Amycle thus , as stories run , But once was silent , and that once undone . Let those love now , who never lov'd before ; Let ...
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... hours of ease , Our ears the lark , the thrush , the turtle blest , And Philomela , sweetest o'er the rest : The shades resound with song - O softly tread ! While a whole season warbles round my head . This to my friend - and when a ...
... hours of ease , Our ears the lark , the thrush , the turtle blest , And Philomela , sweetest o'er the rest : The shades resound with song - O softly tread ! While a whole season warbles round my head . This to my friend - and when a ...
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Addison Albion ancient arms Atreus Atrides bards beauty beneath blest blood boast bosom breast breathe Britannia's charms Chrysa courser Cras amet dame death deep divine dreadful eyes fair fairy fam'd fame fate fear fire fix'd flame flies flowers foes fond form'd frog Gaul glory goddess gods grace grove hand head hear heart Heaven heroes Hesiod Iliad Jove king Latian lays light LORD PRIVY SEAL lov'd lyre maid mind monarch mortal Muse night numbers numquam amavit nymph o'er Parnell Pervigilium Veneris plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet Pope praise pride prince queen race rage rise round sacred scene scorn seat seem'd shade shine shore sight silent sing Sir John Parnell sire skies smile soft song soul sweet Swift thee thine THOMAS PARNELL THOMAS TICKELL thou thought thousand Tickell trembling Twas verse Whilst wonder youth Zoilus
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Страница 73 - Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care, These set the head, and those divide the hair, Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the gown ; And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own. CANTO II. NOT with more glories, in th...
Страница 100 - And skies beneath with answering colours glow: But if a stone the gentle sea divide, Swift ruffling circles curl on every side, And glimmering fragments of a broken sun, Banks, trees, and skies in thick disorder run.
Страница 100 - Far in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Страница 107 - Thy prayer, thy praise, thy life to vice unknown. In sweet memorial rise before the throne : These charms, success in our bright region...
Страница 120 - I meet his soul which breathes in Cato there ; If pensive to the rural shades I rove, His shape o'ertakes me in the lonely grove ; 'Twas there of just and good he...
Страница 117 - And left her debt to Addison unpaid, Blame not her silence, Warwick, but bemoan, And judge, Oh judge, my bosom by your own. What mourner ever felt poetic fires ! Slow comes the verse that real woe inspires : Grief unaffected suits but ill with art, Or flowing numbers with a bleeding heart.
Страница 95 - Death's but a path that must be trod, If man would ever pass to God : A port of calms, a state of ease From the rough rage of swelling seas.
Страница 6 - Let joy salute fair Rosamonda's shade, And wreaths of myrtle crown the lovely maid, While now perhaps with Dido's ghost she roves, And hears and tells the story of their loves, Alike they mourn, alike they bless their fate, Since Love, which made them wretched, made them great. Nor longer that relentless doom bemoan, Which gain'da Virgil and an Addison. TICKELL Then future ages with delight shall see How Plato's, Bacon's, Newton's looks agree; Or in fair series laurel'd bards be shown, A Virgil there,...
Страница 72 - And decks the goddess with the glitt'ring spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.
Страница 118 - To strew fresh laurels let the task be mine, A frequent pilgrim, at thy sacred shrine; Mine with true sighs thy absence to bemoan, And grave with faithful epitaphs thy stone.