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Side 7
... rest . Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy Joys no glittering female meets , No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets , No painted plumage to display : On hasty ...
... rest . Methinks I hear in accents low The sportive kind reply : Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy Joys no glittering female meets , No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets , No painted plumage to display : On hasty ...
Side 45
... rests among the Dead . The Swarm , that in thy noon - tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising Morn.7 9 8 Fair laughs the Morn , and soft the Zephyr blows , While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded ...
... rests among the Dead . The Swarm , that in thy noon - tide beam were born ? Gone to salute the rising Morn.7 9 8 Fair laughs the Morn , and soft the Zephyr blows , While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded ...
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... rest ? O. A Traveller , to thee unknown , Is he that calls , a Warriour's Son . Thou the deeds of light shalt know ; 1 Accents ] Murmurs . - Wharton MS . 2 The original word is Valgalldr ; from Valr mortuus , and Galldr incantatio ...
... rest ? O. A Traveller , to thee unknown , Is he that calls , a Warriour's Son . Thou the deeds of light shalt know ; 1 Accents ] Murmurs . - Wharton MS . 2 The original word is Valgalldr ; from Valr mortuus , and Galldr incantatio ...
Side 76
... rest , Some Cromwell3 guiltless of his country's blood . Th ' applause of list'ning senates to command , The threats of pain and ruin to despise , To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land , And read their hist'ry in a nation's eyes , Their ...
... rest , Some Cromwell3 guiltless of his country's blood . Th ' applause of list'ning senates to command , The threats of pain and ruin to despise , To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land , And read their hist'ry in a nation's eyes , Their ...
Side 79
... are Showers of vi'lets found ; The Redbreast loves to build and warble there , And little Footsteps lightly print the Ground .— [ Ed . ] THE EPITAPH . Here rests his head upon the lap ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH - YARD . 79.
... are Showers of vi'lets found ; The Redbreast loves to build and warble there , And little Footsteps lightly print the Ground .— [ Ed . ] THE EPITAPH . Here rests his head upon the lap ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCH - YARD . 79.
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Side 221 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Side 220 - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.
Side 17 - Windsor's heights th' expanse below Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey, Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowers among Wanders the hoary Thames along His silver-winding way...
Side 75 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Side 18 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace...
Side 76 - Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton, here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Side 125 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Side 79 - 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 232 - He gain'd from heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Side 11 - The fair round face, the snowy beard, The velvet of her paws, Her coat, that with the tortoise vies, Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes, She saw; and purr'd applause.