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... peace , and mark her for their prey . No more by moon - fhine to the nuptial bower Her Francis comes , by Love's foft fetters led ; Far other spouse now wakes her midnight hour , Enrag'd , and reeking from the harlot's bed . " Ah ! draw ...
... peace , and mark her for their prey . No more by moon - fhine to the nuptial bower Her Francis comes , by Love's foft fetters led ; Far other spouse now wakes her midnight hour , Enrag'd , and reeking from the harlot's bed . " Ah ! draw ...
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... peace , forbear , forbear ! • When she was brought prifoner through the ftreets of Edinburgh , the fuffered almost every indignity which an enraged mob could offer . Her perfon was bedaubed with mire , and her ear infulted with every ...
... peace , forbear , forbear ! • When she was brought prifoner through the ftreets of Edinburgh , the fuffered almost every indignity which an enraged mob could offer . Her perfon was bedaubed with mire , and her ear infulted with every ...
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... peace or war ; " Oh , by that cross that veils thy breast , " Relieve thy Lover's care ! " For thee I'll quit my father's throne , " With thee the wilds explore ; " Or with thee fhare the British crown , " With thee the Crofs adore ...
... peace or war ; " Oh , by that cross that veils thy breast , " Relieve thy Lover's care ! " For thee I'll quit my father's throne , " With thee the wilds explore ; " Or with thee fhare the British crown , " With thee the Crofs adore ...
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... peace fmil'd in his face . He beckon'd with his wrinkled hand , My ear was all at his command ; And thus the Sage began : " Godlike it is to know , I own , " But , oh , how little can be known 66 By poor , fhort - fighted man ! " Go ...
... peace fmil'd in his face . He beckon'd with his wrinkled hand , My ear was all at his command ; And thus the Sage began : " Godlike it is to know , I own , " But , oh , how little can be known 66 By poor , fhort - fighted man ! " Go ...
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... peace ! " No thoughts of more exalted joy " His prefent blifs one hour destroy , " Nor rob one moment's ease . The ftings neglected Merit feels , " The pangs the virtuous foul conceals , " When crufh'd by wayward fate ; " Thefe are not ...
... peace ! " No thoughts of more exalted joy " His prefent blifs one hour destroy , " Nor rob one moment's ease . The ftings neglected Merit feels , " The pangs the virtuous foul conceals , " When crufh'd by wayward fate ; " Thefe are not ...
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A Collection of Poems in Four Volumes, Volum 3 G. Pearch,Robert Dodsley Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1783 |
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Side 323 - Yon house, erected on the rising ground, With tempting aspect drew me from my road ; For plenty there a residence has found, And grandeur a magnificent abode. Hard is the fate of the...
Side 254 - But while he viewed his wealth increase, While thus along life's dusty road, The beaten track content he trod, Old time whose haste no mortal spares, Uncalled, unheeded, unawares, Brought on his eightieth year.
Side 253 - I'll quit my prey, And grant a kind reprieve ; In hopes you'll have no more to say ; But, when I call again this way, Well pleased the world will leave.
Side 124 - Eirin weep, Ne'er again his likeness see ; Long her strains in sorrow steep, Strains of immortality ! Horror covers all the heath, Clouds of carnage blot the sun. Sisters, weave the web of death ; Sisters, cease ; the work is done.
Side 131 - Lord of every regal art, Liberal hand, and open heart. Big with hosts of mighty name, Squadrons three against him came; This the force of Eirin hiding, Side by side as proudly riding, On her shadow long and gay Lochlin plows...
Side 255 - Death replies; "However, you still keep your eyes; And sure, to see one's loves and friends For legs and arms would make amends." "Perhaps," says Dobson, "so it might; But latterly I've lost my sight.
Side 245 - To purchase heaven has gold the power ? Can gold remove the mortal hour ? In life can love be bought with gold ? Are friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No— all that's worth a wish — a thought, Fair virtue gives unbrib'd, unbought.
Side 111 - Hence, avaunt, ('tis holy ground) 'Comus, and his midnight-crew, 'And Ignorance with looks profound, 'And dreaming Sloth of pallid hue, 'Mad Sedition's cry profane, 'Servitude that hugs her chain, 'Nor in these consecrated bowers 'Let painted Flatt'ry hide her serpent-train in flowers. CHORUS 'Nor Envy base, nor creeping Gain 'Dare the Muse's walk to stain, 'While bright-eyed Science watches round: 'Hence, away, 'tis holy Ground! RECITATIVE From yonder realms of empyrean day Bursts on my ear th...
Side 266 - And launch'd me into life without an oar. ' What had I loft, if conjugally kind, ' By nature hating, yet by vows confin'd, ' Untaught the matrimonial bounds to...
Side 62 - The guardian of their civil, sacred rights. How greatly welcome to the virtuous man Is death for others...