The grave, a poem. To which are added An elegy in a country church-yard, by Gray. Death, a poem, by bishop Porteus [&c.].1804 |
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Robert Blair. THE GRAVE WHILST some affect the sun , and some the shade , Some flee the city , some the hermitage ; Their aims as various as the roads they take In journeying through life ; the task be mine To paint the gloomy horrors of ...
Robert Blair. THE GRAVE WHILST some affect the sun , and some the shade , Some flee the city , some the hermitage ; Their aims as various as the roads they take In journeying through life ; the task be mine To paint the gloomy horrors of ...
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... shades , Beneath the wan cold moon ( as fame reports ) Embodied thick perform their mystic rounds . No other merriment , dull tree ! is , thine . See yonder hallow'd fane ! the pious work Of names once fam'd , now dubious or forgot ...
... shades , Beneath the wan cold moon ( as fame reports ) Embodied thick perform their mystic rounds . No other merriment , dull tree ! is , thine . See yonder hallow'd fane ! the pious work Of names once fam'd , now dubious or forgot ...
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... The Painter casts discreetly into shades . Proud lineage now how little thou appear'st ! Felow the envy of the private man ! Honor , that meddlesome officious ill , Pursues thee ev'n to death ; nor there stops shorts THE GRAVE .
... The Painter casts discreetly into shades . Proud lineage now how little thou appear'st ! Felow the envy of the private man ! Honor , that meddlesome officious ill , Pursues thee ev'n to death ; nor there stops shorts THE GRAVE .
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... shade , The tell - tale echo and the bubbling stream , Time out of mind the favourite seats of love , Fast by his gentle mistress lays him down Unblasted by foul tongue . Here friends and foes Lie close , unmindful of their former feuds ...
... shade , The tell - tale echo and the bubbling stream , Time out of mind the favourite seats of love , Fast by his gentle mistress lays him down Unblasted by foul tongue . Here friends and foes Lie close , unmindful of their former feuds ...
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... , that yew - tree's shade , Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap , Each in his narrow cell for ever laid , The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep . The breezy call of incense - breathing Morn , The 28 ELEGY ELEGY ...
... , that yew - tree's shade , Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap , Each in his narrow cell for ever laid , The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep . The breezy call of incense - breathing Morn , The 28 ELEGY ELEGY ...
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Almighty arrow cross beneath Bishop Porteus bleeding blood bloom boast breath catholicons cheek cheer COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD cruel dæmon dark dead dead of night Death deep disarm'd dread drops dust E'en e'er earth endless pains ev'n ev'ry fair fame flatt'ring foul gen'ral gen'rous gentle gloomy groan hand hard hunted hast heart Heav'n honour'd horrors hour immortal song joys life's ling'ring liv'd live look loud mankind mansions Methinks mighty nature ne'er neighbours say night nought o'er Offer'd once pain paths of glory Peace pow'r promis'd proud Robert Blair round rouze rude ruin scarce scatter'd shew sight Smil'd smile sons soon soul sound spoils stamp'd strange stream sudden sweet swoln tale tell thee thick thine thing thou thro tomb twas tyrant vex'd warm weary WESTMINSTER ABBEY Whilst wreck wretch yonder younker youth
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Стр. 29 - 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. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke...
Стр. 32 - Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.' The Epitaph 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.
Стр. 31 - With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by the unlettered muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Стр. 29 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Стр. 50 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Стр. 50 - The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Стр. 50 - 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. 31 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth...
Стр. 3 - WHILST some affect the sun, and some the shade, Some flee the city, some the hermitage ; Their aims as various, as the roads they take In journeying through life ; — the task be mine To paint the gloomy horrors of the tomb ; Th' appointed place of rendezvous, where all These travellers meet.