Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Volum 2Longman, Hurst, Rees and Orme, 1807 "These volumes are intended to accompany Mr. Ellis's ... Specimens of the early English poets. That series concludes with reign of Charles II, this begins with that of James his successor."-- Preface. |
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... . To these reflections each slow wearing day , " And each revolving night a constant prey , Think what I suffer , nor ungentle hear What madness dictates in my fond despair ; Grudge not this short relief , ( too fast it LORD HARVEY .
... . To these reflections each slow wearing day , " And each revolving night a constant prey , Think what I suffer , nor ungentle hear What madness dictates in my fond despair ; Grudge not this short relief , ( too fast it LORD HARVEY .
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... hears the furious winds around him roar ; Beholds the whitened surge , nor stands aghast , Whilst curling billows lash the sounding shore ; Whilst black faced clouds ride o'er the trou- bled sky And murmuring deeps proclaim the tempest ...
... hears the furious winds around him roar ; Beholds the whitened surge , nor stands aghast , Whilst curling billows lash the sounding shore ; Whilst black faced clouds ride o'er the trou- bled sky And murmuring deeps proclaim the tempest ...
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... must own ' tis true , He's doing what he least would wish to do . Not Tattle less delights to hold his tongue , Yet sits four hours to hear an Opera sung ; Nor less uneasiness does Embrio feel In whalebone stays — JAMES MILLER . 29.
... must own ' tis true , He's doing what he least would wish to do . Not Tattle less delights to hold his tongue , Yet sits four hours to hear an Opera sung ; Nor less uneasiness does Embrio feel In whalebone stays — JAMES MILLER . 29.
Side 51
... the bed , before my master comes from prayers ; And see now , it strikes ten , and I hear him coming pp stairs : Whereof I cou'd say more to your verses , if & 2 JONATHAN SWIFT . 51 I am but a poor servant; but I think ...
... the bed , before my master comes from prayers ; And see now , it strikes ten , and I hear him coming pp stairs : Whereof I cou'd say more to your verses , if & 2 JONATHAN SWIFT . 51 I am but a poor servant; but I think ...
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... hear thee in the hollow wind ? Or dost thou still sleep in thy sable shroud , Where the dread judgment - trumpet thee shall find ? O till that day , ye pitying angels come , Shield with your wings , and sing around his tomb , But if ...
... hear thee in the hollow wind ? Or dost thou still sleep in thy sable shroud , Where the dread judgment - trumpet thee shall find ? O till that day , ye pitying angels come , Shield with your wings , and sing around his tomb , But if ...
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AARON HILL AMBROSE PHILIPS Anacreon ANTISTROPHE bard beauty behold beneath blest bliss blood bloom Braes of Yarrow breast breath bright charms clouds courser crown'd DAVID MALLET dear death delight divine dread Dunciad earth fair fame fantastick fate fear flame flow fond fool genius glory glowing grace Grongar Hill hand happy heart heaven honour hope labours Lord Harvey lyre maid mind mourns Muse Musidora ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain passion peace plain pleasing pleasure Poems poets praise pride Quintilian rapture reign rise round sacred scene shade shine sighs sing skies smile soft song sorrow soul STEPHEN DUCK streams swain sweet swell taste tears Telephus thee thine THOMAS WARTON thou thought thro throne toils trembling truth Twas vale verse virtue Whilst wind wing wonder wretch youth
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Side 55 - While spouts run clattering o'er the roof by fits, And ever and anon with frightful din The leather sounds; he trembles from within. So when Troy chairmen bore the wooden steed, Pregnant with Greeks impatient to be freed, (Those bully Greeks, who, as the moderns do, Instead of paying chairmen, ran them through,) Laocoon struck the outside with his spear, And each imprison'd hero quaked for fear.
Side 429 - Tis folly to be wise. HYMN TO ADVERSITY DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best! Bound in thy adamantine chain The proud are taught to taste of pain, And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before, unpitied and alone. When first thy Sire to send on earth Virtue, his darling child, design'd, To thee he gave the heavenly birth And bade to form her infant mind.
Side 54 - Now in contiguous drops the flood comes down, Threatening with deluge this devoted town. To shops in crowds the daggled females fly, Pretend to cheapen goods, but nothing buy.
Side 103 - How fine has the day been, how bright was the sun, How lovely and joyful the course that he run, Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, And there followed some droppings of rain!
Side 429 - And from her own she learn'd to melt at others' woe. Scared at thy frown terrific, fly Self-pleasing Folly's idle brood, Wild Laughter, Noise, and thoughtless Joy, And leave us leisure to be good. Light they disperse, and with them go The summer Friend, the flattering Foe ; By vain Prosperity received To her they vow their truth, and are again believed.
Side 53 - That swill'd more liquor than it could contain, And, like a drunkard, gives it up again. Brisk Susan whips her linen from the rope, While the first drizzling...
Side 431 - Thy form benign, oh goddess, wear, Thy milder influence impart, Thy philosophic train be there To soften, not to wound, my heart. The generous spark extinct revive Teach me to love, and to forgive, Exact my own defects to scan, What others are to feel, and know myself a Man.
Side 429 - And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged Nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
Side 52 - Till drown'd in shriller notes of chimney-sweep : Duns at his lordship's gate began to meet ; And brickdust Moll had scream'd through half the street. The turnkey now his flock returning sees, Duly let out a-nights to steal for fees: The watchful bailiffs take their silent stands, And schoolboys lag with satchels in their hands.
Side 432 - Thy spirit, Independence ! let me share, Lord of the lion heart and eagle eye ! Thy steps I follow 'with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky.