The Beauties of English Poesy, المجلد 1William Griffin, 1767 |
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الصفحة 36
... whose bolted door Ne'er mov'd in duty to the wand'ring poor ; With him I left the cup , to teach his mind , That heav'n can blefs , if mortals will be kind . Confcious of wanting worth , he views the bowl , And feels compaffion touch ...
... whose bolted door Ne'er mov'd in duty to the wand'ring poor ; With him I left the cup , to teach his mind , That heav'n can blefs , if mortals will be kind . Confcious of wanting worth , he views the bowl , And feels compaffion touch ...
الصفحة 36
... whose bolted door Ne'er mov'd in duty to the wand'ring poor ; With him I left the cup , to teach his mind , That heav'n can blefs , if mortals will be kind . Confcious of wanting worth , he views the bowl , And feels compaffion touch ...
... whose bolted door Ne'er mov'd in duty to the wand'ring poor ; With him I left the cup , to teach his mind , That heav'n can blefs , if mortals will be kind . Confcious of wanting worth , he views the bowl , And feels compaffion touch ...
الصفحة 48
... whose barren breast The lab'ring clouds do often reft ; Meadows , trim with daifies pied , Shallow brooks , and rivers wide . Towers and battlements it fees Bofom'd high in tufted trees , Where , perhaps , fome beauty lies , The ...
... whose barren breast The lab'ring clouds do often reft ; Meadows , trim with daifies pied , Shallow brooks , and rivers wide . Towers and battlements it fees Bofom'd high in tufted trees , Where , perhaps , fome beauty lies , The ...
الصفحة 50
... whose bright eyes , Rain influence , and judge the prize Of wit , or arms , while both contend To win her grace , whom all commend . There let Hymen oft appear In faffron robe , with taper clear , And pomp , and feaft , and revelry ...
... whose bright eyes , Rain influence , and judge the prize Of wit , or arms , while both contend To win her grace , whom all commend . There let Hymen oft appear In faffron robe , with taper clear , And pomp , and feaft , and revelry ...
الصفحة 62
... whose rustic tongue Ne'er knew to puzzle right , or varnish wrong , Spurn'd as a beggar , dreaded as a spy , Live unregarded , unlamented die . For what but focial guilt the friend endears ? Who fhares Orgilio's crimes , his fortune ...
... whose rustic tongue Ne'er knew to puzzle right , or varnish wrong , Spurn'd as a beggar , dreaded as a spy , Live unregarded , unlamented die . For what but focial guilt the friend endears ? Who fhares Orgilio's crimes , his fortune ...
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الصفحة 57 - 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.
الصفحة 41 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
الصفحة 54 - 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.
الصفحة 57 - 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...
الصفحة 122 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
الصفحة 47 - Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe, And in thy right hand lead with thee, The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew...
الصفحة 13 - Of broken Troops an easy Conquest find. Clubs, Diamonds, Hearts, in wild Disorder seen, With Throngs promiscuous strow the level Green.
الصفحة 47 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
الصفحة 29 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
الصفحة 7 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.