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Side 5
... land blushes with the rofe alone , The falling fruitage and the bleeding vine . Oh , Peace ! thou fource , and foul of focial life ; Beneath whofe calm infpiring influence , Science his views enlarges , Art refines , 110 115 120 And ...
... land blushes with the rofe alone , The falling fruitage and the bleeding vine . Oh , Peace ! thou fource , and foul of focial life ; Beneath whofe calm infpiring influence , Science his views enlarges , Art refines , 110 115 120 And ...
Side 6
... land alone ; his praise extends Far as the fun rolls the diffufive day ; Far as the breeze can bear the gifts of peace , 145 Till all the happy nations catch the fong . What would not , Peace ! the patriot bear for thee ? What painful ...
... land alone ; his praise extends Far as the fun rolls the diffufive day ; Far as the breeze can bear the gifts of peace , 145 Till all the happy nations catch the fong . What would not , Peace ! the patriot bear for thee ? What painful ...
Side 8
... land . Then cherish this , this unexpensive power , Undangerous to the public , ever prompt , By lavish Nature ... land ; Should this bright stream , the least inflected , point Its course another way , o'er other lands The various ...
... land . Then cherish this , this unexpensive power , Undangerous to the public , ever prompt , By lavish Nature ... land ; Should this bright stream , the least inflected , point Its course another way , o'er other lands The various ...
Side 10
... land , the finer arts inspire , Make thoughtful Science raise his penfive head , Blow the fresh bay , bid Industry rejoice , And the rough fons of lowest Labour fmile . As when , profuse of spring , the loosen'd west 280 Lifts up the ...
... land , the finer arts inspire , Make thoughtful Science raise his penfive head , Blow the fresh bay , bid Industry rejoice , And the rough fons of lowest Labour fmile . As when , profuse of spring , the loosen'd west 280 Lifts up the ...
Side 18
... land , With cities throng'd , and teeming culture high : For Nature then fimil'd on her free - born fons , And pour'd the plenty that belongs to Men . 45 50 . Behold , Behold , the country chearing , villas rise , In 18 POEMS . THOMSON'S.
... land , With cities throng'd , and teeming culture high : For Nature then fimil'd on her free - born fons , And pour'd the plenty that belongs to Men . 45 50 . Behold , Behold , the country chearing , villas rise , In 18 POEMS . THOMSON'S.
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Æneid æther Againſt arts behold beneath beſt bleft boaſt breaſt breathing Britiſh Britons charm chearful CYMBELINE deep Delia delight eaſe eclogue Elegy Ev'n facred fafe fair fame fancy fcene fecret feems fhade fhall fhepherds fhine fhore fhould fighs filent fing firft firſt flame flaves fmile focial foft fome fong fons foul ftate ftill fuch funk fweet fwelling fyren genius glory grace Greece heart heaven himſelf infpiring juſt laft land laſt Liberty loft lov'd maid meaſure mix'd moſt Mufe Muſe muſt numbers o'er paffions peace plain pleaſe pleaſure pour'd pride rage rais'd raiſe reaſon reign rife rofe Rome round ſcene ſhall ſhe ſhore ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtill ſtorm ſtrain ſtream ſubject ſweet tear tender thee thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil treaſure tyrant vale virtue waſte whofe whoſe wild wiſdom youth
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Side 254 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Side 292 - Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear In all my griefs a more than equal...
Side 253 - Of rude access, of prospect wild, Where, tangled round the jealous steep, Strange shades o'erbrow the valleys deep, And holy genii guard the rock, Its glooms embrown, its springs unlock, While on its rich ambitious head An Eden, like his own, lies spread...
Side 265 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discover'd spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Side 237 - Schiraz' walls I bent my way !" Curst be the gold and silver which persuade Weak men to follow far fatiguing trade ! The lily peace outshines the silver store, And life is dearer than the golden ore: Yet money tempts us o'er the desert brown, To every distant mart and wealthy town.
Side 260 - Their triumphs to th' immortal string. How may the poet now unfold, What never tongue or numbers told ? How learn, delighted and...
Side 316 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Side 280 - No withered witch shall here be seen; No goblins lead their nightly crew: The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The redbreast oft, at evening hours, Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gathered flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Side 273 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Side 182 - Father bends his eye On the least wing that flits along the sky. To him they sing when spring renews the plain, To him they cry, in winter's pinching reign ; Nor is their music nor their plaint in vain: He hears the gay, and the distressful call; And with unsparing bounty fills them all.