The Beauties of English Poesy, Volum 1William Griffin, 1767 |
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Side 13
... Sad chance of war ! now , destitute of aid , Falls undistinguish'd by the victor Spade ! Thus far both armies to Belinda yield ; Now to the Baron fate inclines the field . His warlike Amazon her host invades , Th ' imperial confort of ...
... Sad chance of war ! now , destitute of aid , Falls undistinguish'd by the victor Spade ! Thus far both armies to Belinda yield ; Now to the Baron fate inclines the field . His warlike Amazon her host invades , Th ' imperial confort of ...
Side 17
... sad Virgin ! for thy ravish'd Hair . For , that sad moment when the Sylphs withdrew , And Ariel , weeping , from Belinda flew , Umbriel , a dusky , melancholy sprite , As ever fully'd the fair face of light , Down to the central earth ...
... sad Virgin ! for thy ravish'd Hair . For , that sad moment when the Sylphs withdrew , And Ariel , weeping , from Belinda flew , Umbriel , a dusky , melancholy sprite , As ever fully'd the fair face of light , Down to the central earth ...
Side 70
... Sad fervitude ! fuch comfortless annoy May no bold Briton's riper age e'er taste ! Ne fuperftition clog his dance of joy , Ne vision empty , vain , his native blifs destroy . Near to this dome is found a patch so green , On which the ...
... Sad fervitude ! fuch comfortless annoy May no bold Briton's riper age e'er taste ! Ne fuperftition clog his dance of joy , Ne vision empty , vain , his native blifs destroy . Near to this dome is found a patch so green , On which the ...
Side 96
... sad ! for ever dear ! Still breath'd in sighs , still usher'd with a tear . I tremble , too , where - e'er my own I find , Some dire misfortune follows close behind . Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow , Led thro ' a sad variety ...
... sad ! for ever dear ! Still breath'd in sighs , still usher'd with a tear . I tremble , too , where - e'er my own I find , Some dire misfortune follows close behind . Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow , Led thro ' a sad variety ...
Side 97
Oliver Goldsmith . Then share thy pain , allow that sad relief ; Ah , more than share it , give me all thy grief . Heav'n first taught letters for fome wretch's aid , Some banish'd lover , or some captive maid ; They live , they speak ...
Oliver Goldsmith . Then share thy pain , allow that sad relief ; Ah , more than share it , give me all thy grief . Heav'n first taught letters for fome wretch's aid , Some banish'd lover , or some captive maid ; They live , they speak ...
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Balaam beſt beſtow bleſſings Blouzelinda breath cauſe cloſe cry'd CUDDY Dæmon damſel deſigns diſtant e'er eaſe ECLOGUE Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fighs filent filver fing fire firſt flow'rs folemn fome fong foon foul hair heart Heav'n heel I three inſpire juſt king laſt leſs LOBBIN CLOUT loft Lubberkin maid moſt muſe Muſic muſt numbers Nymph o'er parterre paſſion plain pleaſing pleaſure poet pow'r praiſe pray'r preſent pride raiſe repoſe reſt rife riſe roſe ſad ſay ſcenes ſcorn ſecret ſecure ſee ſeen ſenſe ſet ſhade ſhall ſhare ſharp ſhe ſhepherds ſhew ſhine ſhore ſhould ſhow ſkies ſky ſmile ſoft ſome ſon ſpeak ſpirit ſpoke ſpread ſpring ſtands ſtate ſtill ſtore ſtrain ſtream ſtrike ſuch ſung ſurvey ſwain ſweet ſwell Sylphs taſte tears thee theſe thoſe thou three times mark thrice thro trembling Twas verſe ween whoſe winds youth
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Side 55 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 39 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
Side 52 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Side 55 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Side 120 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Side 45 - Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe, And in thy right hand lead with thee, The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew...
Side 11 - Of broken Troops an easy Conquest find. Clubs, Diamonds, Hearts, in wild Disorder seen, With Throngs promiscuous strow the level Green.
Side 45 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Side 27 - 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 days Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Side 5 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.