The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred PoetryC. Whittingham, 1806 - Всего страниц: 304 |
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... deep , peace , Said then th ' omnific Word , your discord end : Nor staid , but on the wings of Cherubim Uplifted , in paternal glory rode Far into Chaos , and the world unborn ; For Chaos heard His voice : Him all His train Follow'd ...
... deep , peace , Said then th ' omnific Word , your discord end : Nor staid , but on the wings of Cherubim Uplifted , in paternal glory rode Far into Chaos , and the world unborn ; For Chaos heard His voice : Him all His train Follow'd ...
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... deep , and from her native east To journey through the aëry gloom began . Spher'd in a radiant cloud , for yet the sun Was not , she in a cloudy tabernacle Sojourn'd the while . GOD saw the light was good ; And light from darkness by ...
... deep , and from her native east To journey through the aëry gloom began . Spher'd in a radiant cloud , for yet the sun Was not , she in a cloudy tabernacle Sojourn'd the while . GOD saw the light was good ; And light from darkness by ...
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... deep , Capacious bed of waters : thither they Hasted with glad precipitance , uproll'd As drops on dust conglobing from the dry ; Part rise in crystal wall , or ridge direct , For haste ; such flight the great command impress'd On the ...
... deep , Capacious bed of waters : thither they Hasted with glad precipitance , uproll'd As drops on dust conglobing from the dry ; Part rise in crystal wall , or ridge direct , For haste ; such flight the great command impress'd On the ...
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... deep - felt His doctrine did impart , And thus He rais'd from earth the drooping heart . Think not , when all your scanty stores afford Is spread at once upon the sparing board ; Think not , when worn the homely robe appears ; While on ...
... deep - felt His doctrine did impart , And thus He rais'd from earth the drooping heart . Think not , when all your scanty stores afford Is spread at once upon the sparing board ; Think not , when worn the homely robe appears ; While on ...
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... deep strings his hand some hermit throws ; Or he , the sacred bard * ; who sat alone , In the drear waste , and wept his people's woes . Such was the song which Zion's children sung , When by Euphrates ' stream they made their plaint ...
... deep strings his hand some hermit throws ; Or he , the sacred bard * ; who sat alone , In the drear waste , and wept his people's woes . Such was the song which Zion's children sung , When by Euphrates ' stream they made their plaint ...
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The Beauties of the Poets: Being a Collection of Moral and Sacred Poetry ... Thomas Janes Полный просмотр - 1792 |
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angels behold beneath bless blest bliss bloom bosom bow'rs breast breath bright charms cherub clime clouds crown'd darkness death deep divine dreadful dust e'er earth eternal ev'n ev'ry ev❜n eyes fair faithless fame fate fix'd flame flow'rs gloom glory golden grace grave GRONGAR HILL hand happy hast heart heaven hermit hill horrors hour land light liquid sky live LORD lyre mighty mind MONODY morn mortal Muse nature's ne'er night o'er pain patriot war peace Petrarch Pindus plain pleas'd pow'r praise pride proud rage rais'd rise round sacred scene seraph shade shine sight silent skies smile soft solemn song soul sound spread spring swain sweet SWEET Auburn swell tears tempest thee thine thou thought thro throne toil trembling Twas vale virtue voice waking eyes wand'ring waves Whilst wild winds wings wretch
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Стр. 19 - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end ! Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Стр. 94 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Стр. 78 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Стр. 90 - But now the sounds of population fail, No cheerful murmurs fluctuate in the gale, No busy steps the grass-grown footway tread, But. all the bloomy flush of life is fled.
Стр. 92 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Стр. 95 - Not so the loss. The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds; The robe that wraps his limbs in silken sloth Has robbed the neighbouring fields of half their growth, His seat, where solitary sports are seen, Indignant spurns the cottage from the green...
Стр. 89 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Стр. 147 - The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Стр. 26 - His hand to execute what his decree Fix'd on this day? Why do I overlive? Why am I mock'd with death, and lengthen'd out To deathless pain ? How gladly would I meet Mortality my sentence, and be earth Insensible ! How glad would lay me down, As in my mother's lap ? There I should rest, And sleep secure...
Стр. 145 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...