Various Poems: The Wanderer, a Moral Poem, The Triumph of Mirth and Health, and The Bastard. To which is Prefixed a Pref., Giving Some Account of ThemJ. Turner, 1761 - 115 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 9
... ! could that infpire my Lays , Envy fhould fmile , and Cenfure learn to praise : Yet , tho ' unequal to a Soul like thine , A generous Soul , approaching to Divine , When When blefs'd beneath fuch Patronage I write , Great my [ 9 ] THE ...
... ! could that infpire my Lays , Envy fhould fmile , and Cenfure learn to praise : Yet , tho ' unequal to a Soul like thine , A generous Soul , approaching to Divine , When When blefs'd beneath fuch Patronage I write , Great my [ 9 ] THE ...
الصفحة 22
... Praise , thy Merit fee , The Tongue , that praises Merit , praises thee . Thefe fcorn ( faid I ) the Verfe - Wright of their Age , Vain of a labour'd , languid , ufelefs Page ; To whofe dim Faculty the meaning Song Is glaring , or ...
... Praise , thy Merit fee , The Tongue , that praises Merit , praises thee . Thefe fcorn ( faid I ) the Verfe - Wright of their Age , Vain of a labour'd , languid , ufelefs Page ; To whofe dim Faculty the meaning Song Is glaring , or ...
الصفحة 23
... Praise ! All their bright Honours rufh into his Lays ! And all that glorious Warmth his Lays reveal , Which only Poets , Kings , and Patriots feel ! Tho ' gay as Mirth , as curious Thought sedate , As Elegance polite , as Pow'r elate ...
... Praise ! All their bright Honours rufh into his Lays ! And all that glorious Warmth his Lays reveal , Which only Poets , Kings , and Patriots feel ! Tho ' gay as Mirth , as curious Thought sedate , As Elegance polite , as Pow'r elate ...
الصفحة 56
... praise the Maker in his fairest Mold ; The Pride of Nature , Harmony combin❜d , And Light immortal to the Soul refin'd ! Depriv'd of charming Woman , foon we miss The Prize of Friendship , and the Life of Blifs ! Still thro ' the ...
... praise the Maker in his fairest Mold ; The Pride of Nature , Harmony combin❜d , And Light immortal to the Soul refin'd ! Depriv'd of charming Woman , foon we miss The Prize of Friendship , and the Life of Blifs ! Still thro ' the ...
الصفحة 64
... praise ; When moulder'd thus the Column falls away , Like fome great Prince , majeftic in Decay ; When Ignorance , and Scorn the Ground fhall tread , Where Wisdom tutor'd , and Devotion pray'd ; Where fhall thy pompous Work our Wonder ...
... praise ; When moulder'd thus the Column falls away , Like fome great Prince , majeftic in Decay ; When Ignorance , and Scorn the Ground fhall tread , Where Wisdom tutor'd , and Devotion pray'd ; Where fhall thy pompous Work our Wonder ...
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Abelard BASTAR behold beneath Blaze bleft bluſh Bofom Breaft bright Charms cloſe Clouds conſcious Dæmons dear defcend Deſpair diſplay divine Dunciad Ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fair Fame Fancy Fate feems fhall fhine figh firſt Flame flies flow Flow'rs fmiling foft folemn fome foul ftands ftill fuch funk fweet fwell gen'rous Glory glow Goddeſs Grace Grief Heart Heav'n heav'nly Honour infpire laft lefs loft lov'd Love Luftre Mind moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt Numbers o'er Olympia Paffion pale Phaon Pow'r Praiſe Pride purſue raiſe Raptures Rays reft RICHARD SAVAGE rife riſe Rocks rofe Sapho Scene ſcenes ſeen Seraph Shade ſhall ſhe ſhed ſhine ſhould ſhow ſmile Soul ſpeak ſpread Spring ſtand ſtill ſweet Tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou Thought thro trembling TYRCONNEL Virtue WANDERER weep whofe Whoſe wild Wind wiſh Youth
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الصفحة 9 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
الصفحة 7 - ... on earth there be), And once the lot of Abelard and me. Alas, how chang'd ! what...
الصفحة 9 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze...
الصفحة 6 - Curse on all laws but those which love has made ! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.
الصفحة 14 - Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas!
الصفحة 11 - But let heav'n seize it, all at once 'tis fir'd; Not touch'd, but rapt; not waken'd, but inspir'd! Oh come! oh teach me nature to subdue, Renounce my love, my life, myself — and you. Fill my fond heart with God alone, for he Alone can rival, can succeed to thee.
الصفحة 4 - Relentless walls ! whose darksome round contains Repentant sighs, and voluntary pains: Ye rugged rocks! which holy knees have worn; Ye grots and caverns shagg'd with horrid thorn! Shrines! where their vigils pale-ey'd virgins keep, And pitying saints, whose statues learn to weep! Tho' cold like you, unmov'd and silent grown, I have not yet forgot myself to stone.
الصفحة 7 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
الصفحة 7 - Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.
الصفحة 5 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this pow'r away; And is my Abelard less kind than they? Tears still are mine, and those I need not spare...