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... those who journey near , 125 Barren , brown , and rough appear ; Still we tread the fame coarse way , The prefent's ftill a cloudy day . O may I with myself agree , And never covet what I fee : 130 Content me with an humble fhade , My ...
... those who journey near , 125 Barren , brown , and rough appear ; Still we tread the fame coarse way , The prefent's ftill a cloudy day . O may I with myself agree , And never covet what I fee : 130 Content me with an humble fhade , My ...
Side 25
... those curs'd walls , devote to vice and gain , Since unrewarded science toils in vain ; Since hope but fooths to double my distress , And ev'ry moment leaves my little less ; * Queen Elizabeth born at Greenwich , While yet my fteady ...
... those curs'd walls , devote to vice and gain , Since unrewarded science toils in vain ; Since hope but fooths to double my distress , And ev'ry moment leaves my little less ; * Queen Elizabeth born at Greenwich , While yet my fteady ...
Side 45
... those borders grew : 95 The tufted bafil , pun - provoking thyme , Fresh baum , and mary gold of chearful hue ; The lowly gill , that never dares to climb ; And more I fain would fing , difdaining here to rhyme . Yet euphrafy may not be ...
... those borders grew : 95 The tufted bafil , pun - provoking thyme , Fresh baum , and mary gold of chearful hue ; The lowly gill , that never dares to climb ; And more I fain would fing , difdaining here to rhyme . Yet euphrafy may not be ...
Side 47
... those elfins ' ears , would oft deplore [ 130 The times , when truth by popish rage did bleed ; And tortious death was true devotion's meed ; And fimple faith in iron chains did mourn , That nould on wooden image place her creed ; And ...
... those elfins ' ears , would oft deplore [ 130 The times , when truth by popish rage did bleed ; And tortious death was true devotion's meed ; And fimple faith in iron chains did mourn , That nould on wooden image place her creed ; And ...
Side 63
... those feelings , which on earth 60 Proclaim'd thy patriot love and worth , 65 And fav'd a finking land . * The 6th of March , 1754 , was remarkable for the pub- lication of the works of a late lord , and the death of Mr. Pelham . Search ...
... those feelings , which on earth 60 Proclaim'd thy patriot love and worth , 65 And fav'd a finking land . * The 6th of March , 1754 , was remarkable for the pub- lication of the works of a late lord , and the death of Mr. Pelham . Search ...
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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.