A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, Volum 2Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 |
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Side 7
... spring at the fame moment flow ? Unhappy boy , these vain enquiries cease , Thought could not guard , nor will restore thy peace : Indulge the frenzy that thou must endure , . And footh the pain thou know'st not how to cure . A 4 Come ...
... spring at the fame moment flow ? Unhappy boy , these vain enquiries cease , Thought could not guard , nor will restore thy peace : Indulge the frenzy that thou must endure , . And footh the pain thou know'st not how to cure . A 4 Come ...
Side 21
... mingled flocks we'll feed , To the fame spring our thirsty heifers lead , Together will we share the harvest toils , Together prefs the vine's autumnal spoils , B 3 Delightful Delightful state , where peace and love combine , To ( 21 )
... mingled flocks we'll feed , To the fame spring our thirsty heifers lead , Together will we share the harvest toils , Together prefs the vine's autumnal spoils , B 3 Delightful Delightful state , where peace and love combine , To ( 21 )
Side 59
... spring , or fhadieft grove ; →→→→ Tell me , my Heart , if this be Love . V. When fond of pow'r , of beauty vain , Her nets fhe spread for every fwain , I ftrove to hate , but vainly ftrove ; - Tell me , my Heart , if this be Love ...
... spring , or fhadieft grove ; →→→→ Tell me , my Heart , if this be Love . V. When fond of pow'r , of beauty vain , Her nets fhe spread for every fwain , I ftrove to hate , but vainly ftrove ; - Tell me , my Heart , if this be Love ...
Side 64
... Spring , At whofe approach , infpir'd with equal fires , The am'rous Nightingale and Poet fing : II . Again doft thou return , but not with thee Return the fmiling hours I once poffefs'd ; Bleffings thou bring'ft to others , but to me ...
... Spring , At whofe approach , infpir'd with equal fires , The am'rous Nightingale and Poet fing : II . Again doft thou return , but not with thee Return the fmiling hours I once poffefs'd ; Bleffings thou bring'ft to others , but to me ...
Side 84
... defpifing , when the deign'd to fing , The sweetest songsters of the spring : The woodlark and the linnet pleas'd no more ; The nightingale was mute , And every shepherd's flute Was Was caft in filent fcorn away , While all attended ( 84 )
... defpifing , when the deign'd to fing , The sweetest songsters of the spring : The woodlark and the linnet pleas'd no more ; The nightingale was mute , And every shepherd's flute Was Was caft in filent fcorn away , While all attended ( 84 )
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ARCHIMAGO bards beſtow bleft blifs blissful band bluſh boaſt bofom breaſt Britiſh cauſe ceaſe charms cloſe defire delight diftant eaſe Edward EPIGRAM Ev'n eyes facred fage fair fame fatire fenfe fhade fhall fhine fing firſt fix'd flame flave flow'rs foft fome fond fong fons foon footh form'd foul fpirit friendſhip ftill fuch fure fweet gen'rous grace happineſs heart heav'n heav'nly honour infpire juſt juſtice king laſt lefs liberty loft lyre mind moſt Mufe Muſe muſt nature's ne'er o'er paffion pain paſt pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride prince purſue rage raiſe Reaſon reft reſt rife ſcene ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhould ſmile SONNET ſpoils ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtore ſtream ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou throne toils train truth uſe verſe vex'd virtue Whate'er whofe Whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh youth
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Side 322 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Side 321 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Side 324 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage: Lo! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings: all are men, Condemned alike to groan; The tender for another's pain, Th
Side 54 - Seek to be good, but aim not to be great: A woman's noblest station is retreat; Her fairest virtues fly from public sight, Domestic worth, that shuns too strong a light.
Side 326 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Side 312 - The chariot marks the rolling ring ; And gath'ring crowds, with eager eyes, And shouts, pursue him as he flies. Triumphant to the goal return'd, With nobler thirst his bosom burn'd ; And now along th...
Side 385 - ... second : If twice four verses were but fairly reckon'd I should turn back on the hardest part, and laugh. Thus far with good success I think I've scribbled, And of twice seven lines have clear got o'er ten. Courage ! Another'll finish the first triplet ; Thanks to the muse, my work begins to shorten, There's thirteen lines got through, driblet by driblet, 'Tis done!
Side 325 - Hours, Fair Venus' train, appear, Disclose the long-expecting flowers And wake the purple year! The attic warbler pours her throat Responsive to the cuckoo's note, The untaught harmony of Spring: While, whispering pleasure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs thro' the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling.
Side 47 - To whom I gave my own harmonious lyre, If high exalted on the Throne of Wit, Near Me and Homer thou afpire to...