Poetical WorksW. Suttaby and C. Corrall, 1806 - 72 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 53
... live and love so true , " The sigh that rends thy constant heart " Shall break thy Edwin's too . " THE DOUBLE TRANSFORMATION . A Tale . SECLUDED from domestic strife , Jack Book - worm led a college life ; A fellowship at twenty - five ...
... live and love so true , " The sigh that rends thy constant heart " Shall break thy Edwin's too . " THE DOUBLE TRANSFORMATION . A Tale . SECLUDED from domestic strife , Jack Book - worm led a college life ; A fellowship at twenty - five ...
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... live to exhaust . The guineas were then repaid , and the translation neglected . But man is not born for happiness . Collins , who , while he studied to live , felt no evil but poverty , no sooner lived to study than his life was ...
... live to exhaust . The guineas were then repaid , and the translation neglected . But man is not born for happiness . Collins , who , while he studied to live , felt no evil but poverty , no sooner lived to study than his life was ...
الصفحة 41
... lives around ; And , gazing oft her mirror true , By turns each shifting image view ! Till meddling Art's officious lore Reverse the lessons taught before ; Alluring from a safer rule , To dream in her enchanted school : Thou , Heav'n ...
... lives around ; And , gazing oft her mirror true , By turns each shifting image view ! Till meddling Art's officious lore Reverse the lessons taught before ; Alluring from a safer rule , To dream in her enchanted school : Thou , Heav'n ...
الصفحة 49
... live . Wak'd at his call I view , with glad surprise , Majestic forms of mighty monarchs rise . There Henry's trumpets spread their loud alarms ; And laurell'd Conquest waits her hero's arms . Here gentle Edward claims a pitying sigh ...
... live . Wak'd at his call I view , with glad surprise , Majestic forms of mighty monarchs rise . There Henry's trumpets spread their loud alarms ; And laurell'd Conquest waits her hero's arms . Here gentle Edward claims a pitying sigh ...
الصفحة 50
... lives in every line : Chaste and subdu'd the modest lights decay , Steal into shades , and mildly melt away . And see where Anthony , * in tears approv'd , Guards the pale relics of the chief he lov'd : O'er the cold corse the warrior ...
... lives in every line : Chaste and subdu'd the modest lights decay , Steal into shades , and mildly melt away . And see where Anthony , * in tears approv'd , Guards the pale relics of the chief he lov'd : O'er the cold corse the warrior ...
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الصفحة 28 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
الصفحة 62 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
الصفحة 61 - And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
الصفحة 29 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep; No surly porter stands in guilty state, To spurn imploring famine from the gate...
الصفحة 49 - Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. • • Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still ; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will. " Then turn to-night, and freely share Whate'er my cell bestows ; My rushy couch, and frugal fare, My blessing and repose.
الصفحة 62 - He gain'd from heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
الصفحة 27 - The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove — These were thy charms, sweet village ! sports like these With sweet succession taught e'en toil to please ; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — but all these charms are fled.
الصفحة 31 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm...
الصفحة 17 - Now sinks at last, or feebly mans the soul; While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, Defaced by time and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed ; And, wondering man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile.
الصفحة 15 - The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own : Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease ; The naked negro, panting at the line, Boasts of his golden sands and palmy wine ; Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam ; His first, best country ever is at home...