A Collection of Poems ...Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1758 |
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Side 7
... mournful guide , Where his hard fate the loft Bavaria try'd ; Where Stepney grav'd the ftone to ANNA's fame , He points to Blenheim , once a vulgar name ; A 4 Here 1 Here fled the Houfhold , there did Tallard yield [ 7 ]
... mournful guide , Where his hard fate the loft Bavaria try'd ; Where Stepney grav'd the ftone to ANNA's fame , He points to Blenheim , once a vulgar name ; A 4 Here 1 Here fled the Houfhold , there did Tallard yield [ 7 ]
Side 16
... once your own ; Behold what flow'rs the pious muses ftrow , And tears , which in the midst of triumph flow , Cypress and bays your envy'd brows furround , Your names the tender matron's heart fhall wound , And the soft maid grow pensive ...
... once your own ; Behold what flow'rs the pious muses ftrow , And tears , which in the midst of triumph flow , Cypress and bays your envy'd brows furround , Your names the tender matron's heart fhall wound , And the soft maid grow pensive ...
Side 23
... 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 facred freedom stood ; Juft men , by whom impartial laws are given ; And faints ...
... 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 facred freedom stood ; Juft men , by whom impartial laws are given ; And faints ...
Side 25
... once fo lov'd , when - e'er thy bower appears , O'er my dim eye - balls glance the fudden tears ! How fweet were once thy prospects fresh and fair , Thy floping walks , and unpolluted air ! How fweet the glooms beneath thy aged trees ...
... once fo lov'd , when - e'er thy bower appears , O'er my dim eye - balls glance the fudden tears ! How fweet were once thy prospects fresh and fair , Thy floping walks , and unpolluted air ! How fweet the glooms beneath thy aged trees ...
Side 29
... once his bofom fwell : The damps of death bedew'd his brow , He groan'd , he shook , he fell . XV . From the vain bride , a bride no more , The varying crimson fled ; When ftretch'd befide her rival's corse , She faw her lover dead ...
... once his bofom fwell : The damps of death bedew'd his brow , He groan'd , he shook , he fell . XV . From the vain bride , a bride no more , The varying crimson fled ; When ftretch'd befide her rival's corse , She faw her lover dead ...
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
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.