Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Volum 2T. Evans, 1774 |
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... half a dozen more , my friend , Whom your good Tafte fhall recomme Experience will by facts prevail , When argument and reafon fail ; The NUPTIALS now- FRIEND . Whofe nup AUTHOR . A Poet's did that poem ftir ? No - fixt - tho ' thousand ...
... half a dozen more , my friend , Whom your good Tafte fhall recomme Experience will by facts prevail , When argument and reafon fail ; The NUPTIALS now- FRIEND . Whofe nup AUTHOR . A Poet's did that poem ftir ? No - fixt - tho ' thousand ...
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... Read themselves out of apprehenfion ; Who scarce can wash their hands or face , For fear of lofing time , or place , And give one hour to meat and drink , But never half a one to THINK . AUTHOR . Who read , or feem to read , too much ( 8 )
... Read themselves out of apprehenfion ; Who scarce can wash their hands or face , For fear of lofing time , or place , And give one hour to meat and drink , But never half a one to THINK . AUTHOR . Who read , or feem to read , too much ( 8 )
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... half the thought , and pains , and time , You take to jingle.cafy rhime , Would make an ODE , would make a PLAY , Done into English , MALLOCH's way , -Stretch out your more Heroic feet , And write an ELEGY complete . Or , Or , not a ...
... half the thought , and pains , and time , You take to jingle.cafy rhime , Would make an ODE , would make a PLAY , Done into English , MALLOCH's way , -Stretch out your more Heroic feet , And write an ELEGY complete . Or , Or , not a ...
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... half the pow'r of feeing Who ftands for ever on the brink , Yet dare not plunge enough to think , Nor has one reason to supply Wherefore he does a thing , or why , But what he does proceeds fo right , You'd think him always guided by't ...
... half the pow'r of feeing Who ftands for ever on the brink , Yet dare not plunge enough to think , Nor has one reason to supply Wherefore he does a thing , or why , But what he does proceeds fo right , You'd think him always guided by't ...
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... half the tim Measure and numbers ! what are those But artificial chains for profe ? Which mechanism quaintly joins In parallels of fee - faw lines . And when the frisky wanton writes In PINDAR'S ( what d'ye call ' em ) —flig Th ' uneven ...
... half the tim Measure and numbers ! what are those But artificial chains for profe ? Which mechanism quaintly joins In parallels of fee - faw lines . And when the frisky wanton writes In PINDAR'S ( what d'ye call ' em ) —flig Th ' uneven ...
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Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and ..., Volum 1 Robert Lloyd Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1774 |
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Side 188 - 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 192 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, 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 190 - The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Side 198 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Side 204 - 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 200 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Side 198 - Their name, their years, fpelt by th' unletter'd Mufe, The place of fame and elegy fupply : And many a holy text around fhe ftrews, That teach the ruftic moralift to dye.
Side 196 - Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
Side 190 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Side 198 - For thee, who mindful of th' unhonour'd dead Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall...