A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies of vols. 5,6].1765 |
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... 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 When first thy Sire to fend on earth Virtue , ( 12 ) HYMN to ADVERSITY. ...
... 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 When first thy Sire to fend on earth Virtue , ( 12 ) HYMN to ADVERSITY. ...
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... taste The Streams of Science ; which united flow'd Adown the mount , from nine rich fources caft ; And to the vale below in one rude torrent pass'd . XXVI . O'er every fource , protectress of the stream , One of thofe Virgin Sifters did ...
... taste The Streams of Science ; which united flow'd Adown the mount , from nine rich fources caft ; And to the vale below in one rude torrent pass'd . XXVI . O'er every fource , protectress of the stream , One of thofe Virgin Sifters did ...
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... taste of pleasure led aftray , For - ever wand'ring in the fenfual bow'rs Of feverish Debauch , and lustful Play , Spent on ignoble toils their active pow'rs , And with untimely blafts difeas'd their vernal hours . b Hefts , behefts ...
... taste of pleasure led aftray , For - ever wand'ring in the fenfual bow'rs Of feverish Debauch , and lustful Play , Spent on ignoble toils their active pow'rs , And with untimely blafts difeas'd their vernal hours . b Hefts , behefts ...
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... taste the pleasures they receive , When fure the nobleft is in thofe we give . Acceptance is the heav'n which mortals know , But ' tis the blifs of angels to bestow . Oh ! emulate , my love , that task divine , Be thou that angel , and ...
... taste the pleasures they receive , When fure the nobleft is in thofe we give . Acceptance is the heav'n which mortals know , But ' tis the blifs of angels to bestow . Oh ! emulate , my love , that task divine , Be thou that angel , and ...
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... taste to all thy charms , Or Death himself should tear me from thy arms ; How would'st thou then regret with fruitless truth , The precious fquander'd hours of health and youth ? Come then , my love , nor truft the future day , Live ...
... taste to all thy charms , Or Death himself should tear me from thy arms ; How would'st thou then regret with fruitless truth , The precious fquander'd hours of health and youth ? Come then , my love , nor truft the future day , Live ...
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A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies ... Collection Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1766 |
A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. Collection Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1758 |
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Side 9 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 388 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Side 178 - And dreaded losses aggravate his pains; He turns, with anxious heart and crippled hands, His bonds of debt, and mortgages of lands; Or views his coffers with suspicious eyes, Unlocks his gold, and counts it till he dies.
Side 8 - 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 5 - 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 166 - LET observation with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
Side 12 - With Justice to herself severe, And Pity, dropping soft the sadly-pleasing tear. Oh, gently on thy suppliant's head, Dread Goddess, lay thy chastening hand ! Not in thy Gorgon terrors clad, Nor circled with the vengeful band...
Side 387 - Not a pine in my grove is there seen, But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.
Side 5 - 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 10 - 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...