The Works of the English Poets: Thomson; Hammond; CollinsH. Hughs, 1779 |
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Side 132
... Shall with Britannia vie , while , Goddess , fhe 30 Derives her praise from Thee , her matchiefs charms . " Her hearty fruits the hand of freedom own ; " And , warm with culture , her thick - clustering fields " Prolific teem . Eternal ...
... Shall with Britannia vie , while , Goddess , fhe 30 Derives her praise from Thee , her matchiefs charms . " Her hearty fruits the hand of freedom own ; " And , warm with culture , her thick - clustering fields " Prolific teem . Eternal ...
Side 145
... not serve , destroy . Shall Britons , by their own joint wisdom rul'd Beneath one royal head , whofe vital power VOL . II . L 415 420 425 430 435 440 Connects , Connects , enlivens , and exerts the whole ; In PART V. 145 LIBERTY .
... not serve , destroy . Shall Britons , by their own joint wisdom rul'd Beneath one royal head , whofe vital power VOL . II . L 415 420 425 430 435 440 Connects , Connects , enlivens , and exerts the whole ; In PART V. 145 LIBERTY .
Side 146
... shall they To Gallia yield yield to a land that bends , Depreft , and broke , beneath the will of one ? Of one who , fhould th ' unkingly thirst of gold , Or tyrant paffions , or ambition , prompt , Calls locuft - armies o'er the ...
... shall they To Gallia yield yield to a land that bends , Depreft , and broke , beneath the will of one ? Of one who , fhould th ' unkingly thirst of gold , Or tyrant paffions , or ambition , prompt , Calls locuft - armies o'er the ...
Side 149
... Shall we call these ancient laurels ours ? 535 540 545 550 555 [ hand , 560 " And when Thy work complete ? " Straight with her Celestial red , the touch'd my darken'd eyes . As at the touch of day the shades diffolve , So quick ...
... Shall we call these ancient laurels ours ? 535 540 545 550 555 [ hand , 560 " And when Thy work complete ? " Straight with her Celestial red , the touch'd my darken'd eyes . As at the touch of day the shades diffolve , So quick ...
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... shall the Muse then grasp the mighty theme ? What wonder thence that his devotion fwell'd Refponfive to his knowledge ! For could he , Whofe piercing mental eye diffufive faw The finish'd university of things , 135 140 In all its order ...
... shall the Muse then grasp the mighty theme ? What wonder thence that his devotion fwell'd Refponfive to his knowledge ! For could he , Whofe piercing mental eye diffufive faw The finish'd university of things , 135 140 In all its order ...
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æther arts behold beneath beſt bleft boaſt breaſt breathing Britiſh Britons charm chearful deep defcription Delia delight dreft eaſe eclogue Elegy Ev'n facred fafely fair fame fancy fcene feems fhade fhall fhepherds fhining fhore fhould filent fing firft firſt flame flaves fmile focial foft fome fong fons foul ftill ftrain ftream fubject fuch funk fwain fweet fwelling fyren genius glory Goddeſs grace Greece happineſs heart heaven himſelf infpiring laft land laſt lefs Liberty loft lov'd maid meaſure mix'd moſt Mufe Muſe muſt numbers o'er paffions peace plain pleaſe pleaſure pour'd praiſe pride rage rais'd raiſe reafon reign rife rofe Rome round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhore ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtill ſtorm ſweet tear tender thee thefe 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 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 265 - 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 292 - Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear In all my griefs a more than equal...
Side 249 - O thou, whose spirit most possest The sacred seat of Shakspeare's breast! By all that from thy prophet broke. In thy divine emotions spoke ; Hither again thy fury deal, Teach me but once like him to feel : His cypress wreath my meed decree, And I, O Fear, will dwell with thee ! ODE TO SIMPLICITY.
Side 272 - He threw his blood-stained sword, in thunder, down ; And with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe! And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum, with furious heat...
Side 320 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch...
Side 20 - Free for their country and for ME to die : Ere mercenary murder grew a trade. Mark, as the purple triumph waves along, The highest pomp and lowest fall of life.
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 ; eo 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.