A Collection of Poems ...Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1758 |
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... ftroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil , Their homely joys , and destiny obfcure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile , The fhort and fimple annals of the poor . The The boast of heraldry , the pomp of pow'r , [ 2 ]
... ftroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil , Their homely joys , and destiny obfcure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile , The fhort and fimple annals of the poor . The The boast of heraldry , the pomp of pow'r , [ 2 ]
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... hear the mufick of their charming lore : But all unable there to fatisfy His curious foul , he turn'd him to explore The facred writ of Faith ; to learn , believe , adore . VII . Thence foe profefs'd of Falfhood and Deceit , Those fly ...
... hear the mufick of their charming lore : But all unable there to fatisfy His curious foul , he turn'd him to explore The facred writ of Faith ; to learn , believe , adore . VII . Thence foe profefs'd of Falfhood and Deceit , Those fly ...
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... hear ! XXXIX Quick turn'd the KNIGHT , and faw upon the plain Advancing towards him with impetuous gate , And visage all inflamed with fierce difdain , A monftrous GIANT , on whose brow elate Shone the bright enfign of imperial state ...
... hear ! XXXIX Quick turn'd the KNIGHT , and faw upon the plain Advancing towards him with impetuous gate , And visage all inflamed with fierce difdain , A monftrous GIANT , on whose brow elate Shone the bright enfign of imperial state ...
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... for every where , As nigh great CUSTOM's royal tow'rs the KNIGHT Pafs'd through th ' adjoining hamlets , mote he hear The merry voice of feftival Delight Saluting Saluting the return of morning bright With matin - revels [ 36 ]
... for every where , As nigh great CUSTOM's royal tow'rs the KNIGHT Pafs'd through th ' adjoining hamlets , mote he hear The merry voice of feftival Delight Saluting Saluting the return of morning bright With matin - revels [ 36 ]
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... hear the echoes call , Hark ! the rushing waters fall ; Lead me to the green retreats , Guide me to the Mufes ' feats , Where ancient bards retirement chofe , Or ancient lovers wept their woes . What Genius points to yonder oak ? C What ...
... hear the echoes call , Hark ! the rushing waters fall ; Lead me to the green retreats , Guide me to the Mufes ' feats , Where ancient bards retirement chofe , Or ancient lovers wept their woes . What Genius points to yonder oak ? C What ...
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Side 6 - 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 153 - scape, despis'd or aw'd, Rebellion's vengeful talons seize on Laud. From meaner minds, though smaller fines content The plunder'd palace, or sequester'd rent; Mark'd out by dangerous parts he meets the shock, And fatal Learning leads him to the block: Around his tomb let Art and Genius weep, But hear his death, ye blockheads, hear and sleep.
Side 5 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Side 2 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Side 3 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, 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 153 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
Side 5 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Side 247 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Side 147 - O'erspread with snares the clouded maze of fate. Where wav'ring man, betray'd by vent'rous pride, To tread the dreary paths without a guide ; As treach'rous phantoms in the mist delude, Shuns fancied ills, or chases airy good.
Side 159 - Enquirer, cease, petitions yet remain, Which heav'n may hear, nor deem religion vain. Still raise for good the supplicating voice, But leave to heav'n the measure and the choice, Safe in his pow'r, whose eyes discern afar The secret ambush of a specious pray'r.