PoemsJ. Murray, 1778 - 158 sider |
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Side xvi
... mother , in her retirement at Stoke , near Wind- for , where he wrote his beautiful Ode on the Spring , And it is not impof- fible , but a prefage of what was to happen , occafioned the interefting me- lancholy which reigns in it . His ...
... mother , in her retirement at Stoke , near Wind- for , where he wrote his beautiful Ode on the Spring , And it is not impof- fible , but a prefage of what was to happen , occafioned the interefting me- lancholy which reigns in it . His ...
Side xviii
... mother , and dur- ing that period * , when , on the open- ing of the British Museum , he took lodgings in Southampton Row , for the purpose of examining , and extracting from , the Harleian and other manu- fcripts . It was not till the ...
... mother , and dur- ing that period * , when , on the open- ing of the British Museum , he took lodgings in Southampton Row , for the purpose of examining , and extracting from , the Harleian and other manu- fcripts . It was not till the ...
Side xx
... mother , whom he loved with an exemplary af- fection . In the year 1756 , fome young men , who lived in the fame staircase , and who fancied that birth and fortune gave them a title to be impertinent , dif- turbing him frequently and ...
... mother , whom he loved with an exemplary af- fection . In the year 1756 , fome young men , who lived in the fame staircase , and who fancied that birth and fortune gave them a title to be impertinent , dif- turbing him frequently and ...
Side xxvi
... mother in the church - yard of Stoke - Pogeis , near Slough , in Buckinghamshire , near her remains , in a coffin of feasoned oak , neither lined or covered , and ( unless it be very inconvenient ) I could wish that my Executors may see ...
... mother in the church - yard of Stoke - Pogeis , near Slough , in Buckinghamshire , near her remains , in a coffin of feasoned oak , neither lined or covered , and ( unless it be very inconvenient ) I could wish that my Executors may see ...
Side xxvii
... mother's fide , all that my freehold estate and house in the parish of St. Michael , Cornhill , London , now let at the yearly rent of fixty - five pounds , and in the occupation of Mr. Nortgeth , perfumer , provided that the pay out of ...
... mother's fide , all that my freehold estate and house in the parish of St. Michael , Cornhill , London , now let at the yearly rent of fixty - five pounds , and in the occupation of Mr. Nortgeth , perfumer , provided that the pay out of ...
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Side 46 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Side 93 - This pencil take (she said) whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of Joy ; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Side 147 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Side 149 - 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 61 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage: Lo! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings: all are men, Condemned alike to groan; The tender for another's pain, Th
Side 155 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 104 - Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep : they do not sleep ! On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit; they linger yet Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
Side 156 - 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 148 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Side 138 - OWEN's praise demands my song, OWEN swift, and OWEN strong; Fairest flower of Roderic's stem, * Gwyneth's shield, and Britain's gem. He nor heaps his brooded stores, Nor on all profusely pours; Lord of every regal art, Liberal hand, and open heart. Big with hosts of mighty name, Squadrons three against him came; This the force of Eirin hiding, Side by side as proudly riding, On her shadow long and gay * Lochlin plows...