The Book of Gems: Pomfret to BloomfieldSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1837 |
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Side xi
... Death of Dr. Swift An Elegy on the Death of Demar The Hermit 35 15 . 905 Song 41 10 YOUNG . ADDISON . From the Complaint ; or , Night From a Letter from Italy Thoughts 43 17 From the Love of Fame 47 Paraphrase on Psalm XXIII . 18 An Ode ...
... Death of Dr. Swift An Elegy on the Death of Demar The Hermit 35 15 . 905 Song 41 10 YOUNG . ADDISON . From the Complaint ; or , Night From a Letter from Italy Thoughts 43 17 From the Love of Fame 47 Paraphrase on Psalm XXIII . 18 An Ode ...
Side xii
... Death of Mr. Robert Levet From the Vanity of Haman Wishes . . 135 136 SAVAGE . ARMSTRONG . From the Wanderer . From the Art of Preserving Health 139 BLAIR . From the Grave GLOVER . Admiral Hosier's Ghost 145 THOMSON . From the Seasons A ...
... Death of Mr. Robert Levet From the Vanity of Haman Wishes . . 135 136 SAVAGE . ARMSTRONG . From the Wanderer . From the Art of Preserving Health 139 BLAIR . From the Grave GLOVER . Admiral Hosier's Ghost 145 THOMSON . From the Seasons A ...
Side 7
... death , Without a sigh , resign my aged breath . And , when committed to the dust , I'd have Few tears , but friendly , dropt into my grave ; Then would my exit so propitious be , All men would wish to live and die like me . TO HIS ...
... death , Without a sigh , resign my aged breath . And , when committed to the dust , I'd have Few tears , but friendly , dropt into my grave ; Then would my exit so propitious be , All men would wish to live and die like me . TO HIS ...
Side 10
... DEATH OF DR . SWIFT . VAIN human - kind ! fantastic race ! Thy various follies who can trace ? Self - love , ambition , envy , pride , Their empire in our heart divide . Give others riches , power , and station , I have no title to ...
... DEATH OF DR . SWIFT . VAIN human - kind ! fantastic race ! Thy various follies who can trace ? Self - love , ambition , envy , pride , Their empire in our heart divide . Give others riches , power , and station , I have no title to ...
Side 12
... death lament . Poor Pope will grieve a month , and Gay A week , and Arbuthnot a day . St. John himself will scarce forbear To bite his pen , and drop a tear . The rest will give a shrug , and cry , " I'm sorry - but we all must die ...
... death lament . Poor Pope will grieve a month , and Gay A week , and Arbuthnot a day . St. John himself will scarce forbear To bite his pen , and drop a tear . The rest will give a shrug , and cry , " I'm sorry - but we all must die ...
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Side 76 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
Side 77 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around, Sustaining all yon orbs, and all their suns; From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Side 14 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 213 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er ! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Side 168 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Side 212 - Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie lark, companion meet, Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet, Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe to greet The purpling east.
Side 120 - 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 100 - Is not a patron, my lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help...
Side 33 - tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Side 126 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.