Poems by Mr. Gray. A new editionOsborne & Griffin, 1787 - 132 sider |
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Side 24
... wait The minifters of human fate , And black misfortune's baleful train ! Ah , fhew them where in ambush stand To feize their prey the murth'rous band ! Ah , tell them they are men ! These shall the fury Paffions tear , The vultures of ...
... wait The minifters of human fate , And black misfortune's baleful train ! Ah , fhew them where in ambush stand To feize their prey the murth'rous band ! Ah , tell them they are men ! These shall the fury Paffions tear , The vultures of ...
Side 45
... wait . To lead you to the fields of fate I come . Yon'car , That cleaves the air , Defcends to throne my state : I mount your champion and your God . My proud fteed neighs beneath the thong ; Hark ! to my wheels of brafs , that rattle ...
... wait . To lead you to the fields of fate I come . Yon'car , That cleaves the air , Defcends to throne my state : I mount your champion and your God . My proud fteed neighs beneath the thong ; Hark ! to my wheels of brafs , that rattle ...
Side 46
... wait Hourly at my palace gate ; And when o'er flothful realms my rod I wave , Thefe on the tyrant king and coward flave Rush with vindictive rage , and drag them to their grave . II . I. But you , my fons ! at this high hour Shall share ...
... wait Hourly at my palace gate ; And when o'er flothful realms my rod I wave , Thefe on the tyrant king and coward flave Rush with vindictive rage , and drag them to their grave . II . I. But you , my fons ! at this high hour Shall share ...
Side 51
... wait , Tho ' fann'd by Conqueft's crimson wing , They mock the air with idle ftate * . Helm , nor Hauberk's twisted mail † , Nor even thy virtues , Tyrant , shall avail * Mocking the air with colours idly spread . Shakespeare's King ...
... wait , Tho ' fann'd by Conqueft's crimson wing , They mock the air with idle ftate * . Helm , nor Hauberk's twisted mail † , Nor even thy virtues , Tyrant , shall avail * Mocking the air with colours idly spread . Shakespeare's King ...
Side 57
... wait ! What terror " Amazement in his van , with Flight com- bin'd ; " And Sorrow's faded form , and Solitude behind . II . 2 . " Mighty victor , mighty Lord , " Low on his funeral couch he lies * ! " No pitying heart , no eye afford ...
... wait ! What terror " Amazement in his van , with Flight com- bin'd ; " And Sorrow's faded form , and Solitude behind . II . 2 . " Mighty victor , mighty Lord , " Low on his funeral couch he lies * ! " No pitying heart , no eye afford ...
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