Poetical Blossoms. Being a Selection of Short Poems: Intended for Young People to Repeat from Memory. By the Rev. Mr. CooperE. Newbery, 1793 - 176 sider |
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... dear London , how I burn I must be happy , fure , when I return . Whoever hopes true happiness to fee , Hopes for what never was , nor e'er will be . The The nearest ease , fince we muft fuffer still , D3 [ 29 ] LIBERTY. ...
... dear London , how I burn I must be happy , fure , when I return . Whoever hopes true happiness to fee , Hopes for what never was , nor e'er will be . The The nearest ease , fince we muft fuffer still , D3 [ 29 ] LIBERTY. ...
Side 30
... dear Sir , ' tis true , Man fhould have fomewhat evermore to do . Hard labour's tedious , every one must own ; But furely better fuch by far , than none : The perfect drone , the quite impertinent , Whofe life at nothing aims , but to ...
... dear Sir , ' tis true , Man fhould have fomewhat evermore to do . Hard labour's tedious , every one must own ; But furely better fuch by far , than none : The perfect drone , the quite impertinent , Whofe life at nothing aims , but to ...
Side 31
... dear friend ! move , labour , sweat , run , fly ! Do aught - but think the day of judgement nigh . PEEVISHNESS . There are , who've lost all relish for delight : With them no earthly thing is ever right . T'expect to alter to their ...
... dear friend ! move , labour , sweat , run , fly ! Do aught - but think the day of judgement nigh . PEEVISHNESS . There are , who've lost all relish for delight : With them no earthly thing is ever right . T'expect to alter to their ...
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... and arts ; Not like our modern fops and beaux , T'improve the pattern of their cloaths . GENIUS . THEN Genius faid - Companions dear , To what I speak incline an ear . Some Some chance , perhaps , may us divide : Let [ 48 ]
... and arts ; Not like our modern fops and beaux , T'improve the pattern of their cloaths . GENIUS . THEN Genius faid - Companions dear , To what I speak incline an ear . Some Some chance , perhaps , may us divide : Let [ 48 ]
Side 49
... dear companions fever , Go , feek me near the walls of Rome , At Angelo's or Raphael's tomb : Or else at Virgil's facred fhrine , Lamenting with the mournful Nine . VIRTUE . NEXT Virtue , paufing , ( for fhe knew The places were but ...
... dear companions fever , Go , feek me near the walls of Rome , At Angelo's or Raphael's tomb : Or else at Virgil's facred fhrine , Lamenting with the mournful Nine . VIRTUE . NEXT Virtue , paufing , ( for fhe knew The places were but ...
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Poetical Blossoms. Being a Selection of Short Poems: Intended for Young ... Richard Johnson Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1793 |
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Side 14 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Side 66 - 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 103 - Tis here with boundless power I reign, And every health which I begin Converts dull port to bright champagne ; Such freedom crowns it at an Inn. I fly from pomp, I fly from plate! I fly from Falsehood's specious grin ! Freedom I love, and form I hate, And choose my lodgings at an Inn. Here, waiter ! take my sordid ore, Which...
Side 78 - Shall through the gloomy vale attend, And cheer our dying breath ; Shall, when all other comforts cease, Like a kind angel whisper peace, And smooth the bed of death.
Side 73 - How blest my days, my thoughts how free, In sweet society with thee ! Then all was joyous, all was young, And years unheeded...
Side 166 - Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around...
Side 28 - HAIL, mildly pleasing solitude, Companion of the wise and good, But, from whose holy, piercing eye, The herd of fools and villains fly.
Side 79 - Let me ne more myfelf deceive ; Ne more regret the toys I leave ; The world I quit, the proud, the vain, Corruption's and Ambition's train ; But not the good, perdie nor fair...
Side 3 - As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air Which to those who journey near Barren, brown and rough appear: Still we tread the same coarse way; The present's still a cloudy day.
Side 92 - I have nothing to do but to weep. Yet do not my folly reprove ; She was fair — and my passion begun ; She smil'd — and I could not but love ; She is faithless — and I am undone.