Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed a Life of the AuthorCrosby, Nichols, Lee & Company, 1860 |
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الصفحة 39
... lost ; O let my muse her slender reed inspire , Till in your native shades you tune the lyre . So when the nightingale to rest removes , The thrush may chant to the forsaken groves , But charm'd to silence , listens while she sings ...
... lost ; O let my muse her slender reed inspire , Till in your native shades you tune the lyre . So when the nightingale to rest removes , The thrush may chant to the forsaken groves , But charm'd to silence , listens while she sings ...
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... lost love deplores , And with deep murmurs fills the sounding shores ; Thus , far from Delia , to the winds I mourn , Alike unheard , unpitied , and forlorn . Go , gentle gales , and bear my sighs along PASTORALS . Autumn.
... lost love deplores , And with deep murmurs fills the sounding shores ; Thus , far from Delia , to the winds I mourn , Alike unheard , unpitied , and forlorn . Go , gentle gales , and bear my sighs along PASTORALS . Autumn.
الصفحة 47
... lost my heart while I preserved my sheep ? Pan came , and ask'd , what magic caused my smart Or what ill eyes malignant glances dart ? What eyes but hers , alas , have power to move ? And is there magic but what dwells in love ? Resound ...
... lost my heart while I preserved my sheep ? Pan came , and ask'd , what magic caused my smart Or what ill eyes malignant glances dart ? What eyes but hers , alas , have power to move ? And is there magic but what dwells in love ? Resound ...
الصفحة 48
... lost : Here shall I try the sweet Alexis ' strain , That call'd the listening Dryads to the plain : Thames heard the numbers as he flow'd along , And bade his willows learn the moving song . LYCIDAS . So may kind rains their vital ...
... lost : Here shall I try the sweet Alexis ' strain , That call'd the listening Dryads to the plain : Thames heard the numbers as he flow'd along , And bade his willows learn the moving song . LYCIDAS . So may kind rains their vital ...
الصفحة 52
... lost , the wandering sheep directs , By day o'ersees them , and by night protects ; ( 1 ) Ch . ix . ver . 7 . ( 2 ) Ch . xxxv . ver . 2 . ( 3 ) Ch . xl ver . 3 , 4. ( 4 ) Ch xliii . ver . 18 and ch . xxxv.ver . 5 , 6 ( 5 ) Ch . xxv ...
... lost , the wandering sheep directs , By day o'ersees them , and by night protects ; ( 1 ) Ch . ix . ver . 7 . ( 2 ) Ch . xxxv . ver . 2 . ( 3 ) Ch . xl ver . 3 , 4. ( 4 ) Ch xliii . ver . 18 and ch . xxxv.ver . 5 , 6 ( 5 ) Ch . xxv ...
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الصفحة 269 - To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind; Yet gave me, in this dark estate, To see the good from ill; And binding Nature fast in fate, Left free the human will. What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than Hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue.
الصفحة 74 - Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss ; A fool might once himself alone expose, Now one in verse makes many more in prose. 'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
الصفحة 269 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
الصفحة 84 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance. 'Tis not enough no harshness gives offence ; The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
الصفحة 110 - And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side, and Megrim at her head.
الصفحة 90 - Tis not enough your counsel still be true ; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do ; Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown proposed as things forgot.
الصفحة 278 - Wharton, the scorn and wonder of our days, Whose ruling passion was the lust of praise: Born with whate'er could win it from the wise, Women and fools must like him or he dies; Though wondering senates hung on all he spoke, The club must hail him master of the joke.
الصفحة 99 - To one man's treat, but for another's ball ? When Florio speaks, what virgin could withstand, If gentle Damon did not squeeze her hand ? With varying vanities, from ev'ry part, They shift the moving toyshop of their heart; Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots sword-knots strive, Beaux banish beaux, and coaches coaches drive.
الصفحة 81 - Th' increasing prospect tires our wandering eyes, Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise ! A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ ; Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The generous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
الصفحة 102 - But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three am'rous sighs to raise the fire.