The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: W. Thompson, Blair, Lloyd, Green, Byrom, Dodsley, Chatterton, Cooper, Smollett, HamiltonAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... charms behold In bow'r or hall . Spring waits upon her eye ; Lo ! Flora has her richest stores out - roll'd Of variable flow'rs and blooming gold . The meadows smile , the birds renew their love And throw themselves in pairs the young ...
... charms behold In bow'r or hall . Spring waits upon her eye ; Lo ! Flora has her richest stores out - roll'd Of variable flow'rs and blooming gold . The meadows smile , the birds renew their love And throw themselves in pairs the young ...
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... charms , Rejoice to see my woe , . And taunting cry , Why did you leave The youth that lov'd you so ? ' " But oh , believe me , lovely youth , Far dearer than my eye , I love you still , and still will love , Till oh , for you , I die ...
... charms , Rejoice to see my woe , . And taunting cry , Why did you leave The youth that lov'd you so ? ' " But oh , believe me , lovely youth , Far dearer than my eye , I love you still , and still will love , Till oh , for you , I die ...
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... charms ; -I'll go down to the dust . To the chambers of darkness I gladly will go , For the light without her is the ... charm'd : Our wonder and our silence best can tell How much he lov'd his Greece , how great he fell . His arm how ...
... charms ; -I'll go down to the dust . To the chambers of darkness I gladly will go , For the light without her is the ... charm'd : Our wonder and our silence best can tell How much he lov'd his Greece , how great he fell . His arm how ...
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... charms . Thy mind at ease no tumult knows , With all his rage tho ' black November blows . Dark stormy months I too defy , November blows , and what care I : VOL . XV . Tun'd to new joys my hours I pass , Sing with the Muse , trip with ...
... charms . Thy mind at ease no tumult knows , With all his rage tho ' black November blows . Dark stormy months I too defy , November blows , and what care I : VOL . XV . Tun'd to new joys my hours I pass , Sing with the Muse , trip with ...
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... charms , divinely fair , First pour'd their lustre on my heart , Ten thousand pangs my bosom tear , And every fibre ... charm so much , as thou , my ears , Nor bless so much , as thou , my eyes . " Thus let me clasp thee to my heart ...
... charms , divinely fair , First pour'd their lustre on my heart , Ten thousand pangs my bosom tear , And every fibre ... charm so much , as thou , my ears , Nor bless so much , as thou , my eyes . " Thus let me clasp thee to my heart ...
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Acrisius Apollo bard beauties black crows bless blest bliss breast charms Christ Christian confest critic dear death delight divine drest e'er Earth ease ev'ry eyes fair faith fame fancy fear fire flame foes fools genius give glory God's grace hand happy head hear heart Heav'n heav'nly holy honour Jews JOHN BYROM kind king learned light live Lord lyre Malebranche mind Muse nature Nature's never numbers nymph o'er Ovid passions Phoebus plain pleas'd poem poet poison'd poor pow'r praise pray pray'r pride prose rage reason rhyme rise ROBERT DODSLEY round sacred scene sense sight sing smile song soul spirit Spleen Sprytes Stephen Duck sure sweet taste tell thee thine things thou thought thro throne tongue true truth Twas verse virtue voice wond'rous word write youth
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الصفحة 138 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
الصفحة 139 - 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.
الصفحة 46 - Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render praises unto thee. 13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?
الصفحة 138 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike th' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
الصفحة 138 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village-Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
الصفحة 137 - 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.
الصفحة 138 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre...
الصفحة 53 - And they sung a new song, saying, "Thou art worthy to take the book and to open the seals thereof; for thou wast slain and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood out of every kindred and tongue and people and nation; and hast made us unto our God kings and priests; and we shall reign on the earth.
الصفحة 138 - Th" applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
الصفحة 216 - We have also a more sure word of prophecy ; whereunto ye do well that ye take heed, as unto a light that shineth in a dark place, until the day dawn, and the day-star arise in your hearts: knowing this first, that no prophecy of the Scripture is of any private interpretation.