A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands: With NotesJ. Dodsley, 1782 |
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... fhine , He deemed was ; and aye with rites divine , Like those which Sparta's hardy race of yore Where wont perform at fell Diana's fhrine , He doth constrain his vaffals to adore Perforce their facred names , and learn their sacred ...
... fhine , He deemed was ; and aye with rites divine , Like those which Sparta's hardy race of yore Where wont perform at fell Diana's fhrine , He doth constrain his vaffals to adore Perforce their facred names , and learn their sacred ...
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... fhine , Dark gath'ring tempefts blacken in the skies , And shiv'ring woods their fickly leaves refign . Is this a time on Cambrian hills to roam , To court disease in Winter's baleful reign , To listen to th ' Atlantic foam , While ...
... fhine , Dark gath'ring tempefts blacken in the skies , And shiv'ring woods their fickly leaves refign . Is this a time on Cambrian hills to roam , To court disease in Winter's baleful reign , To listen to th ' Atlantic foam , While ...
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... fhine , evaporate , and fall . On every stage the foes of peace attend , Hate dogs their flight , and infult mocks their end . Love ends with hope , the sinking statefinan's door Pours in the morning worshipper no more ; For growing ...
... fhine , evaporate , and fall . On every stage the foes of peace attend , Hate dogs their flight , and infult mocks their end . Love ends with hope , the sinking statefinan's door Pours in the morning worshipper no more ; For growing ...
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... fhine ; Still to new heights his reftlefs wishes tow'r , Claim leads to claim , and pow'r advances pow'r ; ' Till conqueft unrefifted ceas'd to please , And rights fubmitted , left him none to feize . At length his fov'reign frowns ...
... fhine ; Still to new heights his reftlefs wishes tow'r , Claim leads to claim , and pow'r advances pow'r ; ' Till conqueft unrefifted ceas'd to please , And rights fubmitted , left him none to feize . At length his fov'reign frowns ...
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... fhine , And stain with blood the Danube or the Rhine ; This pow'r has praise , that virtue scarce can warm , ' Till fame supplies the universal charm . Yet reafon frowns on War's unequal game , Where wasted nations raise a single name ...
... fhine , And stain with blood the Danube or the Rhine ; This pow'r has praise , that virtue scarce can warm , ' Till fame supplies the universal charm . Yet reafon frowns on War's unequal game , Where wasted nations raise a single name ...
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A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, Volum 2 Robert Dodsley Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1765 |
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Side 3 - 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 157 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
Side 3 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, 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 8 - 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 278 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Side 2 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Side 8 - Thy form benign, oh goddess, wear, Thy milder influence impart, Thy philosophic train be there To soften, not to wound, my heart. The generous spark extinct revive Teach me to love, and to forgive, Exact my own defects to scan, What others are to feel, and know myself a Man.
Side 8 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 4 - Lot forbad : nor circumscrib'd alone Their growing Virtues, but their Crimes confin'd ; Forbad to wade through Slaughter to a Throne, And...
Side 154 - Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee...