A Collection of Poems ...Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1758 |
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Side 5
... Ev'n thou to peace fhalt fpeedier urge the And more be hasten'd by this short delay . way , The haughty Gaul , in ten campaigns o'erthrown , Now ceas'd to think the western world his own . Oft had he mourn'd his boasting leaders bound ...
... Ev'n thou to peace fhalt fpeedier urge the And more be hasten'd by this short delay . way , The haughty Gaul , in ten campaigns o'erthrown , Now ceas'd to think the western world his own . Oft had he mourn'd his boasting leaders bound ...
Side 21
... Ev'n mine , a bashful Muse , whofe rude essays Scarce hope for pardon , not aspire to praise , Cherish'd by you in time may grow to fame , And mine furvive with Bristol's glorious name . Fir'd with the views this glitt'ring scene ...
... Ev'n mine , a bashful Muse , whofe rude essays Scarce hope for pardon , not aspire to praise , Cherish'd by you in time may grow to fame , And mine furvive with Bristol's glorious name . Fir'd with the views this glitt'ring scene ...
Side 65
... Ev'n our own prodigies against us turn ! 0 portents conftru'd on our fide in vain ! Let never Tory truft eclipse again ! Run clear , ye fountains ! be at peace , ye skies ! And Thames , henceforth to thy green borders rise ! To Rome ...
... Ev'n our own prodigies against us turn ! 0 portents conftru'd on our fide in vain ! Let never Tory truft eclipse again ! Run clear , ye fountains ! be at peace , ye skies ! And Thames , henceforth to thy green borders rise ! To Rome ...
Side 101
... Ev'n youth itself to me is useless now . • There was a time ( oh ! that I cou'd forget ! ) When opera - tickets pour'd before my feet ; · And at the ring , where brightest beauties shine , The earliest cherries of the spring were mine ...
... Ev'n youth itself to me is useless now . • There was a time ( oh ! that I cou'd forget ! ) When opera - tickets pour'd before my feet ; · And at the ring , where brightest beauties shine , The earliest cherries of the spring were mine ...
Side 167
... Ev'n from itself conceal'd ; and there prefides O'er jarring images with reafon's fway , Which by his ordering more confounds their form ; And by decifions more embroils the fray : The more he strives t ' appease , the more he feels The ...
... Ev'n from itself conceal'd ; and there prefides O'er jarring images with reafon's fway , Which by his ordering more confounds their form ; And by decifions more embroils the fray : The more he strives t ' appease , the more he feels The ...
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æther becauſe Behold beneath bleft boaſt breaſt Britiſh brow cauſe charms curs'd diſplay diſtant dreadful duft eaſe ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe fair falfe fame fate fatire fecret feem feen fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhine fhun fide filent fing firft firſt fkies flain flow'ry fmiles foes folemn fome fons foon footh foul ftill fuch fweet fwell Gaul grace Grongar Hill guife heart heav'n honour houſe joys laſt lefs loft lyre mind moſt Mufe Muſe muſt ne'er nymphs o'er paffion pain pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride proud publick purſue rage raiſe reafon rife ruins ſcene ſchemes ſeen ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhape ſhe ſhould ſhow SILLIANDER ſkies ſkill ſmile ſome ſpeak ſpirit Spleen ſpread ſpring ſtage ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtreams ſweet Taſte thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro tow'rs uſe virtue whofe whoſe wiſh wou'd youth
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Side 22 - There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.
Side 191 - Ah ! let not Censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
Side 288 - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As musing slow I hail Thy genial loved return. For when thy folding-star * arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours, and Elves Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Side 203 - Grongar Hill Silent nymph! with curious eye Who the purple evening lie On the mountain's lonely van Beyond the noise of busy man, Painting fair the form of things...
Side 20 - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd ; or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints, who taught and led the way to heaven...
Side 23 - COLIN AND LUCY. A BALLAD. OF Leinster, fam'd for maidens fair, Bright Lucy was the grace ; Nor e'er did Liffy's limpid stream Reflect so sweet a face : Till luckless love, and pining care, Impair'd her rosy hue, Her coral lips, and damask cheeks, And eyes of glossy blue. Oh ! have you seen a lily pale, When beating rains descend ? So droop'd the slow-consuming maid, Her life now near its end. By Lucy warn'd, of flattering...
Side 206 - But transient is the smile of Fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Side 207 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky; The pleasant seat, the ruined tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.
Side 204 - Does the face of Nature show In all the hues of heaven's bow, And, swelling to embrace the light, Spreads around beneath the sight.
Side 19 - 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.