The Poetical Works of Collins, Gray, and Beattie: With a Memoir of EachTurner & Hayden, 1844 - 308 sider |
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... pain life's fev'rish dream , While rays of genius only served to shew The thick'ning horror , and exalt his woe . Ye walls , that echo'd to his frantic moan , Guard the due records of this grateful stone ; Strangers to him , enamour'd ...
... pain life's fev'rish dream , While rays of genius only served to shew The thick'ning horror , and exalt his woe . Ye walls , that echo'd to his frantic moan , Guard the due records of this grateful stone ; Strangers to him , enamour'd ...
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... pain , their dasty way pursue , Shrill roar'd the winds , and dreary was the view ! With desperate sorrow wild , th ' affrighted man Thrice sigh'd , thrice struck his breast , and thus began . Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day ...
... pain , their dasty way pursue , Shrill roar'd the winds , and dreary was the view ! With desperate sorrow wild , th ' affrighted man Thrice sigh'd , thrice struck his breast , and thus began . Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day ...
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... groves , already past with pain ! Yon ragged cliff , whose dangerous path we tried ! And , last , this lofty mountain's weary side ! ' Agib . ' Weak as thou art , yet hapless 16 AGIB AND SECANDER ; OR , Agib and Secander; or, the Fugitives.
... groves , already past with pain ! Yon ragged cliff , whose dangerous path we tried ! And , last , this lofty mountain's weary side ! ' Agib . ' Weak as thou art , yet hapless 16 AGIB AND SECANDER ; OR , Agib and Secander; or, the Fugitives.
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... 'd breast , And pains that please , are mixt in every part . • Mr. Thomson resided in the neighbourhood of Richmond aome time before bis death . With rosy hand the spicy fruit she brought , From ON THE DEATH OF THOMSON . 51.
... 'd breast , And pains that please , are mixt in every part . • Mr. Thomson resided in the neighbourhood of Richmond aome time before bis death . With rosy hand the spicy fruit she brought , From ON THE DEATH OF THOMSON . 51.
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... pains to leave no memorials but a few poems ? But let it be considered that Mr. Gray was to others at least innocently employed ; to himself certainly bene- ficially . His time passed agreeably : he was every day making some new ...
... pains to leave no memorials but a few poems ? But let it be considered that Mr. Gray was to others at least innocently employed ; to himself certainly bene- ficially . His time passed agreeably : he was every day making some new ...
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The Poetical Works of Collins, Gray, and Beattie: With a Memoir of Each William Collins,Thomas Gray Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1852 |
The Poetical Works of Collins, Gray, and Beattie: With a Memoir of Each William Collins Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1851 |
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Side 110 - 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 107 - ELEGY, WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Side 82 - The Summer Friend, the flatt'ring Foe, By vain Prosperity receiv'd, To her they vow their truth, and are again believ'd. . Wisdom, in sable garb array'd Immers'd in rapturous thought profound, And Melancholy, silent maid, With leaden eye, that loves the ground, Still on thy solemn steps attend : Warm Charity, the general friend ; With Justice, to herself severe ; And Pity, dropping soft the sadly pleasing tear.
Side 78 - A stranger yet to pain ? I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Side 78 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave, With pliant arm, thy glassy wave...
Side 108 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands...
Side 93 - He spoke, and headlong from the mountain's height Deep in the roaring tide he plunged to endless night.
Side 108 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Side 109 - Their lot forbade : nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined ; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
Side 111 - twas all he wish'd, a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.