The Poetical Works of Robert Lloyd, A. M.: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, المجلد 2T. Evans, 1774 |
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... Poet's did that poem ftir ? No - fixt - tho ' thoufand readers pafs , It still looks through its pane of glass , And feems indignant to exclaim Pafs on ye Sons of TASTE , for fhame ! While duly each revolving moon , Which often comes ...
... Poet's did that poem ftir ? No - fixt - tho ' thoufand readers pafs , It still looks through its pane of glass , And feems indignant to exclaim Pafs on ye Sons of TASTE , for fhame ! While duly each revolving moon , Which often comes ...
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... 'er difpute a PRIOR's claim ! But ftill your critic's obfervation Strikes at no POET's reputation , His keen reflection only hits Your rhiming fops , and pedling wits . As . As fome take stiffness for a grace , And walk ( 13 )
... 'er difpute a PRIOR's claim ! But ftill your critic's obfervation Strikes at no POET's reputation , His keen reflection only hits Your rhiming fops , and pedling wits . As . As fome take stiffness for a grace , And walk ( 13 )
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... poet's name , But read their works , examine fair , -Shew me invention , fancy there , Tafte I allow ; but is the flow Of genius in them ? Surely , no . ' Tis labour from the claffic brain . Read your own ADDISON'S CAMPAIGN . E'en he ...
... poet's name , But read their works , examine fair , -Shew me invention , fancy there , Tafte I allow ; but is the flow Of genius in them ? Surely , no . ' Tis labour from the claffic brain . Read your own ADDISON'S CAMPAIGN . E'en he ...
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... likeness of a brother . But with us rhiming moderns here , Critics are not the only fear ; The poet's bark meets fharper fhocks From other fands , and other rocks . B 3 Not Not fuch alone who understand , Whose book and memory ( 21 )
... likeness of a brother . But with us rhiming moderns here , Critics are not the only fear ; The poet's bark meets fharper fhocks From other fands , and other rocks . B 3 Not Not fuch alone who understand , Whose book and memory ( 21 )
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... poet's foes : But fure no fober man alive , Can think that friends would e'er connive . From juft remarks on earliest time , In the first infancy of rhime , It may be fairly understood There were two fects - the Bad , the Good . Both ...
... poet's foes : But fure no fober man alive , Can think that friends would e'er connive . From juft remarks on earliest time , In the first infancy of rhime , It may be fairly understood There were two fects - the Bad , the Good . Both ...
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againſt Apollo AUTHOR Bard beſt bleft breaſt charms claffic cloſe dame decus Delos dreft dull dunce e'en eaſe eaſy erft ev'ry eyes facred faid fame fancy fatire feek fenfe fhall fhew fhine fhould fibi filk fimple firſt fkies flame fmile fober foes folks fome fons fool foul ftill ftrive ftrong fuch fure genius grace hæc hate heart himſelf honeft inglorius Juft king laft Latona lyre meaſure mighty mind moft moſt mufe muft Muſe muſt numbers nymph o'er Phoebus pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poet poet's pow'r praiſe profe purſue Quæ quam raiſe reaſon rhime rhyme rife ROBERT LLOYD ſcheme ſeen ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtrength Tafte taſte tell thee theſe things thoſe thou thouſand thro throne Tuque uſeful verfe verſe waſte whofe Whoſe wife wiſh woes wond'rous word wou'd write yourſelf
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الصفحة 202 - 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 186 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
الصفحة 198 - 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 190 - 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 192 - Rich with the fpoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury reprefs'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the foul.
الصفحة 188 - Each in his narrow cell for ever 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.
الصفحة 188 - 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. 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 196 - Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
الصفحة 186 - And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
الصفحة 194 - Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...