Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged in Six VolumesJ. Roach, 1792 |
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... Such tales their cheer , at wake , or goffiping , When it draws near to watching time of night . Oft in the lone church - yard , at night I've feen By glimpse of moon - fhine , chequ'ring thro ' the trees , The fchool - boy , with his ...
... Such tales their cheer , at wake , or goffiping , When it draws near to watching time of night . Oft in the lone church - yard , at night I've feen By glimpse of moon - fhine , chequ'ring thro ' the trees , The fchool - boy , with his ...
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... Such mighty Births were Nature's firft Ellays , The lufty Offspring of her youthful Days ; Our later Times can no fuch Wonders show , But what were Giants then , are Pigmies now . Of * What we take pleafure in here below , however con ...
... Such mighty Births were Nature's firft Ellays , The lufty Offspring of her youthful Days ; Our later Times can no fuch Wonders show , But what were Giants then , are Pigmies now . Of * What we take pleafure in here below , however con ...
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... Such is the patriot's boaft , where'er we roam ; His firft , beft country , ever is at home . And yet , perhaps , if countries we compare , And eftimate the bleflings which they fhare , Though patriots flatter , ftill fhall wisdom find ...
... Such is the patriot's boaft , where'er we roam ; His firft , beft country , ever is at home . And yet , perhaps , if countries we compare , And eftimate the bleflings which they fhare , Though patriots flatter , ftill fhall wisdom find ...
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... lifts him to the ftorms ; D 2 And * Such are the innocent and unenvied pleasures of the rural fwain ; how much fuperior to the guilty joys of wealth's gay fons in town ! And as a child , when fearing founds moleft , [ 39 ] .
... lifts him to the ftorms ; D 2 And * Such are the innocent and unenvied pleasures of the rural fwain ; how much fuperior to the guilty joys of wealth's gay fons in town ! And as a child , when fearing founds moleft , [ 39 ] .
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... Such are the charms to barren ftates affign'd : Their wants but few , their wifhes all confin'd . Yet let them only fhare the praifes due : If few their wants , their pleafures are but few : For every want that flimulates the breaft ...
... Such are the charms to barren ftates affign'd : Their wants but few , their wifhes all confin'd . Yet let them only fhare the praifes due : If few their wants , their pleafures are but few : For every want that flimulates the breaft ...
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Abelard arms beauteous befide Bertram bleffings blefs'd bleft blifs bofom breaft BRINKBURN Priory caft charms clofe dæmon death defire diff'rent duft Emma Emma's ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fear fecret feek fhade fhall fhare fhine fhould fide fighs filence firft fkies flame fleep fmiling foft folemn fome fond fons foon forrow foul fpread frike ftands ftate fteps ftill ftream fuch fwain fweet grave guife heart Heaven Henry Hermit juft laft lefs loft lord lov'd maid manfion mankind mind mofs muft muſt ne'er night Northumberland Nut-brown Maid o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion pain PERCY pleaſure pow'r praife pray'r pride raiſe Reafon reft rife rofe round tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro toil tomb truth uſe virtue wand'ring Warkworth wealth weep Whilft whofe wretch young youth
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Seite 55 - 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 the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Seite 58 - 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.
Seite 14 - And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave. Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's...
Seite 2 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Seite 16 - Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day ; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing, But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling...
Seite 60 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Seite 5 - 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 : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw...
Seite 24 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...
Seite 38 - While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind: As in those domes, where...
Seite 54 - Each in his narrow cell forever 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.