The Union: Or Select Scots and English PoemsArchibald Monro & David Murray, 1753 - Всего страниц: 144 |
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... boasts the greatest names of the present age among its contributors . As to the poetical collection here exhibited to the public , we apprehend it challenges no fmall degree of regard , as it was made under the immediate in- fpection ...
... boasts the greatest names of the present age among its contributors . As to the poetical collection here exhibited to the public , we apprehend it challenges no fmall degree of regard , as it was made under the immediate in- fpection ...
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... boast as proud a name , And Britain's ISIS flow with Attic fame . Alas ! how chang'd ! where now that Attic boaft ? See ! Gothic Licence rage o'er all my coaft ; See ! Hydra Faction spread it's impious reign , Poison each breast , and ...
... boast as proud a name , And Britain's ISIS flow with Attic fame . Alas ! how chang'd ! where now that Attic boaft ? See ! Gothic Licence rage o'er all my coaft ; See ! Hydra Faction spread it's impious reign , Poison each breast , and ...
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... boast while Freedom bleeds , and Virtue groans , That " ISIS taught Rebellion to her Sons ? " Forbid it heaven ! and let my rising waves Indignant fwell , and whelm the recreant flaves ! In England's caufe their patriot floods employ ...
... boast while Freedom bleeds , and Virtue groans , That " ISIS taught Rebellion to her Sons ? " Forbid it heaven ! and let my rising waves Indignant fwell , and whelm the recreant flaves ! In England's caufe their patriot floods employ ...
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... boast of heraldry , the pomp of pow'r , And all that beauty , all that wealth e'er gave , Awaits alike th ' inevitable hour , The paths of glory lead but to the grave . Forgive , ye proud , th ' involuntary fault , If memory to thefe no ...
... boast of heraldry , the pomp of pow'r , And all that beauty , all that wealth e'er gave , Awaits alike th ' inevitable hour , The paths of glory lead but to the grave . Forgive , ye proud , th ' involuntary fault , If memory to thefe no ...
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... boasting lasse , And as a peacocke pearke , in dalliance She bragly turned her ungentle face , And all difdaining ey'd my shape afkaunce : But I did blush , with grief and shame yblent , Like morning rose with hoary dewe besprent . III ...
... boasting lasse , And as a peacocke pearke , in dalliance She bragly turned her ungentle face , And all difdaining ey'd my shape afkaunce : But I did blush , with grief and shame yblent , Like morning rose with hoary dewe besprent . III ...
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Стр. 65 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Стр. 69 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Стр. 69 - Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A "Youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown. Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Стр. 65 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Стр. 40 - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As musing slow I hail Thy genial loved return. For when thy folding-star * arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours, and Elves Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Стр. 68 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Стр. 66 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
Стр. 67 - Hampden, that with dauntlefs breaft, The little tyrant of his fields withftood ; Some mute inglorious Milton here may reft, Some Cromwell guiltlefs of his country's blood. Th...
Стр. 65 - And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Стр. 62 - Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie. The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar His all become the prey of war ; Bethinks him of his babes and wife, Then smites his breast, and curses life.