Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and to Comprise in One Volume the Beauties of English Poetry |
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الصفحة 13
What more he urg'd I have not heard , His reasons could not well be stronger ; So
Death the poor delinquent spar'd , And left to live a little longer . Yet calling up a
serious look , His hour - glass trembled while he spoke , “ Neighbour , " he said ...
What more he urg'd I have not heard , His reasons could not well be stronger ; So
Death the poor delinquent spar'd , And left to live a little longer . Yet calling up a
serious look , His hour - glass trembled while he spoke , “ Neighbour , " he said ...
الصفحة 14
Nor thought of Death as near ; His friends not false , his wife no shrew , Many his
gains , his children few , He pass'd his hours in peace : But while he view'd his
wealth increase , While thus along Life's dusty road The beaten track content he ...
Nor thought of Death as near ; His friends not false , his wife no shrew , Many his
gains , his children few , He pass'd his hours in peace : But while he view'd his
wealth increase , While thus along Life's dusty road The beaten track content he ...
الصفحة 15
I know , " cries Death , “ that at the best , I seldom am a welcome guest : But don't
be captious , friend , at least : I little thought you'd still be able To stump about
your farm and stable ; Your years have run to a great length , I wish you joy ,
though ...
I know , " cries Death , “ that at the best , I seldom am a welcome guest : But don't
be captious , friend , at least : I little thought you'd still be able To stump about
your farm and stable ; Your years have run to a great length , I wish you joy ,
though ...
الصفحة 241
When death begins to lead the awful dance * , We turn to dust , and are but vanity
. Say , can bright beauty's magic power save Its lov'd possessor from the
loathsome tomb ? O ! while ambition's colours round us wave , Can we escape th
...
When death begins to lead the awful dance * , We turn to dust , and are but vanity
. Say , can bright beauty's magic power save Its lov'd possessor from the
loathsome tomb ? O ! while ambition's colours round us wave , Can we escape th
...
الصفحة 245
ON THE DEATH OF A FAVORITE CHILD . BY THB REV . J. MOIR . Aa ! whither
hast thou flown , delightful boy , Pride of thy father ; all thy mother's joy ; Still pleas
'd with all : and happy all to please , Gay without art , and innocent with ease ?
ON THE DEATH OF A FAVORITE CHILD . BY THB REV . J. MOIR . Aa ! whither
hast thou flown , delightful boy , Pride of thy father ; all thy mother's joy ; Still pleas
'd with all : and happy all to please , Gay without art , and innocent with ease ?
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bear beauty behold bliss bloom born breast breath charms Content dark dear death delight dwell earth ev'ry face fair fall fate fear feel flow flower fond gentle give glow grace green grove hand happy head hear heart Heaven hill hope hour kind leads leaves light live look maid mind morn mourn nature Nature's never night o'er once pain passion peace pity plain pleasure pow'r praise pride rest rise rose round scenes sense shade sigh sight sings skies smiling soft song soon sorrow soul sound spreads spring stream sweet tale tear tell thee thine thou thought train trembling turns Twas vale Virtue voice walk wealth wings wish youth
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الصفحة 168 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
الصفحة 171 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
الصفحة 166 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
الصفحة 56 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave, With pliant arm, thy glassy wave...
الصفحة 167 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all...
الصفحة 79 - 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. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
الصفحة 116 - 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, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
الصفحة 24 - From seeming Evil still educing Good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
الصفحة 109 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
الصفحة 134 - With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise : Join voices, all ye living souls ; ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise...