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Side 5
... lost Cordelia dead . T. Can I forget the fairest of her kind , Beauteous in person , fairer still in mind ? Can I forget she sooth'd my heart to rest , And still'd the troubl'd motion in my breast ? Can I , by soothing song or ...
... lost Cordelia dead . T. Can I forget the fairest of her kind , Beauteous in person , fairer still in mind ? Can I forget she sooth'd my heart to rest , And still'd the troubl'd motion in my breast ? Can I , by soothing song or ...
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... lost ; The herds , the flocks , their icy garments mourn , And wildly murmur for the Spring's return ; The fallen branches from the sapless tree With glittering fragments strow the glassy way ; From snow - top'd Hills the whirlwinds ...
... lost ; The herds , the flocks , their icy garments mourn , And wildly murmur for the Spring's return ; The fallen branches from the sapless tree With glittering fragments strow the glassy way ; From snow - top'd Hills the whirlwinds ...
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... lost , is blinded in the steaming Bowl , Charm'd by its power , we cast our guide away , And at the mercy of conjecture lay ; Discretion dies with reason , Revel wakes ! And o'er the head his fiery banners shakes . With him come frenzy ...
... lost , is blinded in the steaming Bowl , Charm'd by its power , we cast our guide away , And at the mercy of conjecture lay ; Discretion dies with reason , Revel wakes ! And o'er the head his fiery banners shakes . With him come frenzy ...
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... lost each finer feeling of the Heart , Triumphs o'er shame , and with delusive whiles , Laughs at the Idiot he himself beguiles . So matrons , past the awe of Censure's tongue , Deride the blushes of the fair and young . Few with more ...
... lost each finer feeling of the Heart , Triumphs o'er shame , and with delusive whiles , Laughs at the Idiot he himself beguiles . So matrons , past the awe of Censure's tongue , Deride the blushes of the fair and young . Few with more ...
Side 36
... lost : By you persuaded , Man was overcome , And conquer'd once , received a general doom ; Requite the deed , partake a general Curse ; We fell with you , and you should fall with us . " What modes of sight , betwixt each wide extreme ...
... lost : By you persuaded , Man was overcome , And conquer'd once , received a general doom ; Requite the deed , partake a general Curse ; We fell with you , and you should fall with us . " What modes of sight , betwixt each wide extreme ...
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Aldborough ancient Arminian behold bless'd boast BOROUGH bosom breast Calvinistic charms comfort Crabbe Dæmons dead deed delight denied Doctor Johnson doubt dread dream ease fair fame fate favour fear feel fled foes folly gain'd gay bride gentle GEORGE CRABBE give grace grave grief grieve happy hear heart honour hope hour humble kind labour Lady's Magazine LETTER live look look'd Lord Lord Holland maid marriage mind Muse never night numbers nymphs o'er Ovid oxymel pain pass'd passions peace PETER GRIMES pity pleasure poem poison'd poor praise pride proud race rest rise Rotherhithe round scenes scorn seem'd shame sigh sing slave sleep smile song soothe sorrow soul spirit spleen swain tears thee thine thou thought trembling truth twas verse vex'd vice virtue wealth woes wretched youth
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Side 28 - Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled; The glory, jest, and riddle of the world.
Side 25 - Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let us ( since Life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of Man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan; A Wild, where weeds and flow'rs promiscuous shoot, Or Garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
Side 27 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is Man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great; With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act or rest...
Side 512 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days. The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Side 17 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire ; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Side 407 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Side 491 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Side 36 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam; Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green ; Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood.
Side 439 - ... do thy diligence gladly to give of that little : for so gatherest thou thyself a good reward in the day of necessity. Tobit iv. He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the Lord : and look, what he layeth out, it shall be paid him again. Prov. xix. Blessed be the man that provideth for the sick and needy : the Lord shall deliver him in the time of trouble.
Side 31 - Nor think, in NATURE'S STATE they blindly trod; The state of Nature was the reign of God: Self-love and Social at her birth began, Union the bond of all things, and of Man. 150 Pride then was not; nor arts, that Pride to aid; Man walk'd with beast, joint tenant of the shade; The same his table, and the same his bed; No murder cloath'd him, and no murder fed.