A Select Collection of Poems, from Admired Authors, and Scarce Miscellanies: With Many Pieces Never Before PublishedW. Kelley ... sold by J. Bew ... London., 1790 - 240 sider |
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Side 54
... Ev'n for her fake the fex revere ; For foftness , and for strength of mind , Senfe ripe , though rapid , keen , tho ' kind ; For lib'ral purpofe , and prompt skill That lib'ral purpose to fulfil ; For friendly zeal's afpiring blaze ...
... Ev'n for her fake the fex revere ; For foftness , and for strength of mind , Senfe ripe , though rapid , keen , tho ' kind ; For lib'ral purpofe , and prompt skill That lib'ral purpose to fulfil ; For friendly zeal's afpiring blaze ...
Side 84
... ev'n in blooming dy'd , Thro ' various hands in wild confusion toss'd , Its fteps were alter'd , and its beauties loft ; Till FUILLET , the pride of GALLIA , rose , And did the dance in characters compofe : Each * Arte cita veloque ...
... ev'n in blooming dy'd , Thro ' various hands in wild confusion toss'd , Its fteps were alter'd , and its beauties loft ; Till FUILLET , the pride of GALLIA , rose , And did the dance in characters compofe : Each * Arte cita veloque ...
Side 94
... ev'n in fleep they seem to dance once more . And now the work compleatly finish'd lies , Which the devouring teeth of time defies ; Whilft birds in air , or fish in ftreams we find ,, Or damfels fret with aged partners join'd ; As long ...
... ev'n in fleep they seem to dance once more . And now the work compleatly finish'd lies , Which the devouring teeth of time defies ; Whilft birds in air , or fish in ftreams we find ,, Or damfels fret with aged partners join'd ; As long ...
Side 106
... ev'n the Di'mond count . I would convince the world by tawdry cloaths , That belles are less effeminate than beaux , And Dr Lamb fhould pare my lordship's toes . To boon companions I my time would give , With players , pimps , and ...
... ev'n the Di'mond count . I would convince the world by tawdry cloaths , That belles are less effeminate than beaux , And Dr Lamb fhould pare my lordship's toes . To boon companions I my time would give , With players , pimps , and ...
Side 110
... ev'n immortal angels fell . Whatever fills the teeming fphere Of humid earth , and ambient air , With varying elements endu'd , Was form'd to fall , and rife renew'd . The ftars no fix'd duration know , Wide oceans ebb , again to flow ...
... ev'n immortal angels fell . Whatever fills the teeming fphere Of humid earth , and ambient air , With varying elements endu'd , Was form'd to fall , and rife renew'd . The ftars no fix'd duration know , Wide oceans ebb , again to flow ...
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Side 114 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling Time moves round...
Side 115 - An honest man's the noblest work of God ;" And, certes,* in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind. What is a lordling's pomp ? A cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind! Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined ! O Scotia, my dear, my native soil!
Side 109 - No mercenary bard his homage pays: With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end; My dearest meed, a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's sequester'd scene; The native feelings strong, the guileless ways; What Aiken in a cottage would have been; Ah! tho' his worth unknown, far happier there, I ween. November chill blaws loud wi...
Side 111 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek : Wi...
Side 112 - O happy love, — where love like this is found! — O heart-felt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare — " If heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale...
Side 111 - And mind their labors wi' an eydent hand, And ne'er, tho' out o' sight, to jauk or play: "And O! be sure to fear the Lord alway, And mind your duty, duly, morn and night; Lest in temptation's path ye gang astray, Implore his counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright.
Side 113 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page; How Abram was the friend of God on high; Or Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Side 112 - I've paced much this weary mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare 'If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Side 114 - There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Side 113 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !