Moore. Cawthorne. Collins. Dyer. Shenstone. Mallet. Akenside. Gray. Littleton. GayA. Miller, 1800 |
Kirjan sisältä
Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 100
Sivu 3
... youth , He rally'd all his strength anew , And at the foe a Letter threw † : His weakest part the weapon found , And brought him fenfelefs to the ground . Hence Oppofition fled the field , And Ignorance with her feven - fold fhield ...
... youth , He rally'd all his strength anew , And at the foe a Letter threw † : His weakest part the weapon found , And brought him fenfelefs to the ground . Hence Oppofition fled the field , And Ignorance with her feven - fold fhield ...
Sivu 10
... youth , Determines , by his care , his lot , And lives neglected , and forgot ? Trust me , my dear , with greater ease Your taste for flatt'ry I could please , And fimilies in each dull line , Like glow - worms in the dark , should ...
... youth , Determines , by his care , his lot , And lives neglected , and forgot ? Trust me , my dear , with greater ease Your taste for flatt'ry I could please , And fimilies in each dull line , Like glow - worms in the dark , should ...
Sivu 17
... youth to rove , A ftranger to the joys of love ? Then , when life's winter haftens on , And youth's fair heritage is gone , Dow'rlefs to court fome peafant's arms , To guard your wither'd age from harms ; No gratitude to warm his breast ...
... youth to rove , A ftranger to the joys of love ? Then , when life's winter haftens on , And youth's fair heritage is gone , Dow'rlefs to court fome peafant's arms , To guard your wither'd age from harms ; No gratitude to warm his breast ...
Sivu 26
... youth , And form'd Upon each tale the eience of love and truth . of a man , a new Promethean plan , She moulds Tempers his mafs , And , as The Fxalts Calls his genius fires , the cold , a better foul , infpires . rude the foftens ...
... youth , And form'd Upon each tale the eience of love and truth . of a man , a new Promethean plan , She moulds Tempers his mafs , And , as The Fxalts Calls his genius fires , the cold , a better foul , infpires . rude the foftens ...
Sivu 32
... youth . V. Ye fhepherds fo gay , who make love to enfnare , And cheat with falfe vows the too credulous fair , In fearch of true pleasure how vainly you roam ! To hold it for life , you must find it at home . SONG THE I. NINTH . YOU ...
... youth . V. Ye fhepherds fo gay , who make love to enfnare , And cheat with falfe vows the too credulous fair , In fearch of true pleasure how vainly you roam ! To hold it for life , you must find it at home . SONG THE I. NINTH . YOU ...
Muita painoksia - Näytä kaikki
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
Amyntor beauty behold beneath bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft charms defire diftant DIONE ECLOGUE Ev'n eyes FABLE facred fafe faid fair fame fate fcenes fcorn fecret feek feems feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhine fhore fhould fide fighs filent fing fire firft fkies flame fleep flowers fmile foft fome fong fons foon forrow foul fpread fpring ftand ftill ftrains ftream fuch fure fwain fweet fwell grace grove guife hand heart heaven honour hour laft lefs loft lov'd LYCIDAS lyre maid mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion pain PARTHENIA plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reafon reft rife rofe round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſky ſtate tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou toil tongue Twas vale vex'd virtue whofe whoſe wind youth
Suositut otteet
Sivu 57 - Wide and wider spreads the vale, As circles on a smooth canal ; The mountains round, unhappy fate! Sooner or later, of all height, Withdraw their summits from the skies...
Sivu 67 - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As musing slow I hail Thy genial loved return. For when thy folding-star * arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours, and Elves Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Sivu 270 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Sivu 42 - Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear In all my griefs a more than equal...
Sivu 64 - 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 Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Sivu 270 - Tis folly to be wise. HYMN TO ADVERSITY DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain The proud are taught to taste of pain, And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before, unpitied and alone. When...
Sivu 63 - And, lest thou meet my blasted view, Hold each strange tale devoutly true ; Ne'er be I found, by thee o'er-aw'd, In that thrice-hallow'd eve abroad, When ghosts, as...
Sivu 271 - 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.
Sivu 42 - What if the lion in his rage I meet ! Oft in the dust I view his printed feet : And fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger...
Sivu 404 - of tender age, In this important care engage? Older and abler pass'd you by; How strong are those ! how weak am I ! Should I presume to bear you hence, Those friends of mine may take offence. Excuse me, then. You know my heart, But dearest friends, alas ! must part. How shall we all lament ! Adieu ! For see, the hounds are just in view.