Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry ..., Объемы 13-15John Bell, 1791 |
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... Beauty's smile , or Pity's streaming eye , In grief's soft moments steal around his aching breast . Fair Virtue's friend ! thou ne'er shalt shed Thy blessings o'er the impious head , Or ' midst the noise of crowds be found ; Thy balm ...
... Beauty's smile , or Pity's streaming eye , In grief's soft moments steal around his aching breast . Fair Virtue's friend ! thou ne'er shalt shed Thy blessings o'er the impious head , Or ' midst the noise of crowds be found ; Thy balm ...
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... beauty grac'd : Or wouldst thou at the early dawn Transport thee to the dew - clad lawn : Or from the mid - day fervor rove Beneath the silent plantane grove : Or with the fairy elves be seen In dances on the level green : ' Should ...
... beauty grac'd : Or wouldst thou at the early dawn Transport thee to the dew - clad lawn : Or from the mid - day fervor rove Beneath the silent plantane grove : Or with the fairy elves be seen In dances on the level green : ' Should ...
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... beauty bright , That captivates the mental sight With pleasure and surprise ! To thy unspotted shrine I bow : Assist thy modest suppliant's vow , That breathes no wild desires ; But , taught by thy unerring rules To shun the fruitless ...
... beauty bright , That captivates the mental sight With pleasure and surprise ! To thy unspotted shrine I bow : Assist thy modest suppliant's vow , That breathes no wild desires ; But , taught by thy unerring rules To shun the fruitless ...
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... beauty blows , Nor Philomela sings . See how the sturdy peasants stride , Adown yon hillock's verdant side , In cheerful ignorance blest ! Alike to them the rose or thorn , Alike arises every morn , By gay Contentment drest . Content ...
... beauty blows , Nor Philomela sings . See how the sturdy peasants stride , Adown yon hillock's verdant side , In cheerful ignorance blest ! Alike to them the rose or thorn , Alike arises every morn , By gay Contentment drest . Content ...
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... beauty gilds my day , Regardless of her frowns I stray ; — Thus thro ' my hours I run ! But let me not for idle rhyme Neglect , ungrateful , good old Time : Dear watch thou art obey'd- ' Twas thus the Man of Pleasure spoke , His jovial ...
... beauty gilds my day , Regardless of her frowns I stray ; — Thus thro ' my hours I run ! But let me not for idle rhyme Neglect , ungrateful , good old Time : Dear watch thou art obey'd- ' Twas thus the Man of Pleasure spoke , His jovial ...
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ARGANTYR awful beauty Behold beneath bless blest bliss bloom bosom bower breast breath brow charms courser crown'd deep drest e'er ELIJAH FENTON Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fate fear fire flowers FRANCIS FAWKES Genius gloom glory glow Goddess grace Graecian grove hail hand hast hear heart Heaven HERVOR hour Hymettus JAMES GRAINGER JOSEPH WARTON kings life's light lov'd lyre maid mind mourn Muse Muse's Naiads Nature's ne'er night numbers nymphs o'er Odin peace Pindaric plain pow'r praise pride rage rapture reign rise round sacred SAMUEL JOHNSON scene shade shine sing skies smile soft solemn song sooth soul sound Spring strain stream Surtur sweet swell tear tempest thee thine THOMAS PENROSE thou thought Thracian thro tomb vale Virtue Virtue's voice wake wave wild WILLIAM WHITEHEAD wind wing youth
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Стр. 95 - We'll form their minds, with studious care, To all that's manly, good, and fair, And train them for the skies.
Стр. 120 - This idea which he had formed of excellence led him to oriental fictions and allegorical imagery, and perhaps, while he was intent upon description, he did not sufficiently cultivate sentiment. His poems are the productions of a mind not deficient in fire, nor unfurnished with knowledge either of books or life, but somewhat obstructed in its progress by deviation in quest of mistaken beauties.
Стр. 121 - That this man, wise and virtuous as he was, passed always unentangled through the snares of life, it would be prejudice and temerity to affirm; but it may be said that at least he preserved the source of action unpolluted, that his principles were never shaken, that his distinctions of right and wrong were never confounded, and that his faults had nothing of malignity or design, but proceeded from some unexpected pressure, or casual temptation.
Стр. 88 - To purchase heaven has gold the power? Can gold remove the mortal hour? In life can love be bought with gold? Are friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No — all that's worth a wish — a thought, Fair Virtue gives unbribed, unbought.
Стр. 96 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Стр. 121 - After his return from France, the writer of this character paid him a visit at Islington, where he was waiting for his sister, whom he had directed to meet him: there was then nothing of disorder discernible in his mind by any but himself; but he had withdrawn from study, and travelled with no other book than an English Testament, such as children carry to the school : when his friend took it into his hand out of curiosity to see what companion a Man of Letters had chosen, I have but one book...
Стр. 46 - But think far off how, on the southern coast, I met thy friendship with an equal flame ! Fresh to that soil thou turn'st...
Стр. 94 - Tho' singularity and pride Be call'd our choice, we'll step aside, Nor join the giddy dance. From the gay world, we'll oft retire To our own family and fire, Where love our hours employs ; No noisy neighbour enters here, No intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast...
Стр. 73 - WHEN in the crimson cloud of even The lingering light decays, And Hesper on the front of heaven His glittering gem displays ; Deep in the silent vale, unseen, Beside a lulling stream, A pensive youth of placid mien Indulged this tender theme : " Ye cliffs, in hoary grandeur piled High o'er the glimmering dale ; Ye woods, along whose windings wild Murmurs the solemn gale : Where Melancholy strays forlorn, And Woe retires to weep, What time the wan moon's yellow horn Gleams on the western deep :
Стр. 49 - O'er its drown'd banks, forbidding all return ! Or, if he meditate his wish'd escape, To some dim hill, that seems uprising near, To his faint eye, the grim and grisly shape, In all its terrors clad, shall wild appear.