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Side 40
... Twas his fond heart effus'd the melting theme ; Ah ! never could Aonia's hill difclofe So fair a fountain , or fo lov'd a fiream . Ye lovelefs bards ! intent with artful pains To form a figh , or to contrive a tear ! Forego your Pindus ...
... Twas his fond heart effus'd the melting theme ; Ah ! never could Aonia's hill difclofe So fair a fountain , or fo lov'd a fiream . Ye lovelefs bards ! intent with artful pains To form a figh , or to contrive a tear ! Forego your Pindus ...
Side 44
... Twas fimple ruffet , but it was her own ; ' Twas her own country bred the flock fo fair ; " Twas her own labour did the fleece prepare ; And , footh to fay , her pupils , rang'd around , ' Thro ' pious awe , did term it paffing rare ...
... Twas fimple ruffet , but it was her own ; ' Twas her own country bred the flock fo fair ; " Twas her own labour did the fleece prepare ; And , footh to fay , her pupils , rang'd around , ' Thro ' pious awe , did term it paffing rare ...
Side 63
... twas fix'd by fate ) A double froke was giv'n ; Black as the whirlwinds of the north , St. J - n's fell Genius iffu'd forth , And Pelham fled to heav'n ! 45 50 By angels watch'd in Eden's bow'rs , 55 Our parents pafs'd their peaceful ...
... twas fix'd by fate ) A double froke was giv'n ; Black as the whirlwinds of the north , St. J - n's fell Genius iffu'd forth , And Pelham fled to heav'n ! 45 50 By angels watch'd in Eden's bow'rs , 55 Our parents pafs'd their peaceful ...
Side 93
... twas all he wish'd ) a friend . No farther feek his merits to disclose , Or draw his frailties from their dread abode , ( There they alike in trembling hope repofe , ) The bofom of his Father and his God . 125 THE BLACK BIRD . A ...
... twas all he wish'd ) a friend . No farther feek his merits to disclose , Or draw his frailties from their dread abode , ( There they alike in trembling hope repofe , ) The bofom of his Father and his God . 125 THE BLACK BIRD . A ...
Side 121
... Twas then my future fate he weigh'd , And , This be thy concern , he faid , At once with Passion's keen alarms , And Beauty's pleasurable charms , And facred Truth's eternal light , To move the various mind of Man ; Till under one ...
... Twas then my future fate he weigh'd , And , This be thy concern , he faid , At once with Passion's keen alarms , And Beauty's pleasurable charms , And facred Truth's eternal light , To move the various mind of Man ; Till under one ...
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Side 91 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Side 91 - 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 167 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds and led the way.
Side 166 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Side 89 - 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 89 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, 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 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Side 83 - That lost in long futurity expire. Fond impious man, think'st thou yon sanguine cloud Raised by thy breath, has quench'd the orb of day? To-morrow he repairs the golden flood And warms the nations with redoubled ray. Enough for me : with joy I see The different doom our fates assign : Be thine Despair and sceptred Care, To triumph and to die are mine.
Side 164 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Side 181 - But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray ; Who seeks for rest, but finds despair Companion of her way.