Poems of Established Reputation: To Wit: 1st. The Art of Preserving HealthWarner & Hanna, 1802 - 288 sider |
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Side 5
... deep domain . * 5 10 Hygeia , the goddess of health , was , according to the genealogy of the heathen deities , the daughter of Escula- pius : who , as well as Apollo , was distinguished by the name of Pæan . When through the blue ...
... deep domain . * 5 10 Hygeia , the goddess of health , was , according to the genealogy of the heathen deities , the daughter of Escula- pius : who , as well as Apollo , was distinguished by the name of Pæan . When through the blue ...
Side 6
... deep Erebus involv'd the fiends Grow more profane . Whatever shapes of death , Shook from the hedious chambers of the globe , Swarm thro ' the shudd'ring air : whatever plagues Or meagre famine breeds , or with slow wings Rise from the ...
... deep Erebus involv'd the fiends Grow more profane . Whatever shapes of death , Shook from the hedious chambers of the globe , Swarm thro ' the shudd'ring air : whatever plagues Or meagre famine breeds , or with slow wings Rise from the ...
Side 7
... Deep remains , and rauker grows With sickly rest : and ( tho ' the lungs abhor 85 To drink the dun fuliginous abyss ) Did not the acid vigour of the mine , Roll'd from so many thund'ring chimneys , tame 90 The putrid streams that ...
... Deep remains , and rauker grows With sickly rest : and ( tho ' the lungs abhor 85 To drink the dun fuliginous abyss ) Did not the acid vigour of the mine , Roll'd from so many thund'ring chimneys , tame 90 The putrid streams that ...
Side 10
... deep 190 195 Conduct your trenches through the quaking bog ; Solicitous , with all your winding arts . Betray th ' unwilling lake into the stream ; And weed the forest , and invoke the winds 201 To break the toils where strangled ...
... deep 190 195 Conduct your trenches through the quaking bog ; Solicitous , with all your winding arts . Betray th ' unwilling lake into the stream ; And weed the forest , and invoke the winds 201 To break the toils where strangled ...
Side 12
... deep with endless billows chafes . His purer mansion nor contagious years Shall reach , nor deadly putrid airs annoy . But may no fogs , from lake or fenny plain , Involve my hill ! And wheresoe'er you build ; Whether on sun - burnt ...
... deep with endless billows chafes . His purer mansion nor contagious years Shall reach , nor deadly putrid airs annoy . But may no fogs , from lake or fenny plain , Involve my hill ! And wheresoe'er you build ; Whether on sun - burnt ...
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Academus beauty behold beneath blast blood bloom bosom breast breath charms cheerful chyle clime clouds Dæmon dark deep delight divine dread dream earth eternal Eurus fair fame fancy fate fear feel fire flowers folly form'd frame friends frown glory good-natur'd grace groves hand happy heart heaven honour hope hour human immortal indolence JAMES BEATTIE labour luxury lyre mind mortal mountains mourn muse Naiad nature nature's Nebaioth never night o'er once pain pale peace pleas'd pleasure poison'd pomp pow'r powers praise rage rapture rills rise sacred scene scorn shade shine skies sleep sloth smiles smiling band soft song soon soul sound spleen spring storm stream sublime sweet sweet oblivion taste tender thee theme thine things thou thro toil trembling truth Twas vale virtue voice waste wave Whate'er wild winds winter wisdom woes wonder youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 224 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Side 63 - And impotent desire, and disappointed pride ? 9 0, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ? The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven, O, how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ? 10 These charms shall work thy soul's eternal...
Side 94 - And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn ; So breaks on the traveller, faint and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn: See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending. And Nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And Beauty Immortal awakes from the tomb.
Side 184 - Though thy clime Be fickle, and thy year most part deform'd With dripping rains, or wither'd by a frost, I would not yet exchange thy sullen skies, And fields without a flower, for warmer France With all her vines ; nor for Ausonia's groves Of golden fruitage, and her myrtle bowers.
Side 224 - Which not even critics criticise ; that holds Inquisitive attention, while I read, Fast bound in chains of silence, which the fair, Though eloquent themselves, yet fear to break ; What is it, but a map of busy life, Its fluctuations, and its vast concerns ? Here runs the mountainous and craggy ridge, That tempts ambition.
Side 283 - All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, And endless her increase. Thy rams are there. * Nebaioth, and the flocks of Kedar there, The looms of Ormus, and the mines of Ind, And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there.
Side 163 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of Ocean on his winding shore, And lull the spirit while they fill the mind ; Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast, And all their leaves fast fluttering, all at once.
Side 269 - From dearth to plenty, and from death to life, Is Nature's progress, when she lectures man In heavenly truth ; evincing, as she makes The grand transition, that there lives and works A soul in all things, and that soul is God.
Side 163 - Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Side 259 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say —