The Poetical Calendar: Containing a Collection of Scarce and Valuable Pieces of Poetry: with Variety of Originals and Translations, by the Most Eminent Hands. Intended as a Supplement to Mr. Dodsley's Collection, Том 5Dryden Leach, 1763 |
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... reason's folid bafe : No fudden blaze , the meteor of a day , Its tranfient fplendor o'er his heart doth pour ; Kindled at virtue's fire , the fteady ray Shall shine thro ' life , and gild its latest hour . If fuch an heart can please ...
... reason's folid bafe : No fudden blaze , the meteor of a day , Its tranfient fplendor o'er his heart doth pour ; Kindled at virtue's fire , the fteady ray Shall shine thro ' life , and gild its latest hour . If fuch an heart can please ...
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... Reason is too ftrong for Love . " Such was my boast - but , ah ! how vain ! How fhort was Reason's vaunted reign ! The firm refolve I form'd ere - while How weak oppos'd to Clara's fmile ! Chang'd is the strain - The vallies round With ...
... Reason is too ftrong for Love . " Such was my boast - but , ah ! how vain ! How fhort was Reason's vaunted reign ! The firm refolve I form'd ere - while How weak oppos'd to Clara's fmile ! Chang'd is the strain - The vallies round With ...
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... Reason's harsh reproof I fear , For Reafon's felf is Paffion here . O dearer far than wealth or fame , My daily thought , my nightly dream , If yet no youth's fuccefsful art ( Sweet hope ) hath touch'd thy gentle heart , If yet no fwain ...
... Reason's harsh reproof I fear , For Reafon's felf is Paffion here . O dearer far than wealth or fame , My daily thought , my nightly dream , If yet no youth's fuccefsful art ( Sweet hope ) hath touch'd thy gentle heart , If yet no fwain ...
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... reason , spite of art , The dreadful memory remains . Ye powers divine , whose wondrous skill Deep in the womb of time can fee , Behold , I bend me to your will , Nor dare arraign your high decree . Let her be bleft with health , with ...
... reason , spite of art , The dreadful memory remains . Ye powers divine , whose wondrous skill Deep in the womb of time can fee , Behold , I bend me to your will , Nor dare arraign your high decree . Let her be bleft with health , with ...
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... reasons , like us English folk , Because they knew not why ; The gentry took it in their head To run no more , but keep their bed , And let the fea go dry ; For why , forfooth , fhould they be always going To keep him full , and humour ...
... reasons , like us English folk , Because they knew not why ; The gentry took it in their head To run no more , but keep their bed , And let the fea go dry ; For why , forfooth , fhould they be always going To keep him full , and humour ...
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Стр. 28 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Стр. 77 - Nor ease, nor peace, that heart can know, That, like the needle true, Turns at the touch of joy or woe; But, turning, trembles too.
Стр. 46 - The well-squeez'd client quits the dusty town, Grown grey in the asserting of his right, With head yfraught with law, and pockets light, Well pleas'd he wanders o'er the fallow lea, And views each rural objecl: with delight.
Стр. 37 - So may his favour'd eye explore the fource, To few reveal'd, whence human forrows charm : So may his numbers, with pathetic force, Bid Terror fhake us, or Companion warm, As different ftrains controul The movements of the foul ; Adjuft its paffions, harmonize its tone ; To feel for others...
Стр. 49 - Third from Whitenofe fprings Pegafus with eagle wings : Light o'er the plain, as dancing cork, With many a bound he beats the ground, While all the Turf with acclamation rings. He won Northampton, Lincoln, Oxford, York : He too Newmarket won. There Granta's Son P Seiz'd * The Author is either miftaken in this place, or has elfe indulged iiimfelf in a very unwarrantable poetical licence.
Стр. 76 - Oft I've implor'd the Gods in vain, And pray'd till I've been weary; For once I'll try my wish to gain Of Oberon, the fairy.
Стр. 38 - The balmy cowslip gilds the smiling plain, The virgin snow-drop boasts her silver hue, An hundred tints the gaudy daisy stain, And the meek violet, in amis blue, Creeps low to earth, and hides from public view...
Стр. 42 - ... the honest badge of toil display. See how they mould the haycock's rising head; While wanton Colin, full of amorous play, Down throweth Susan, who doth shriek for dread. Fear not thou canst be hurt upon so soft a bed. At length the sun doth hasten to repose, And all the vault of heaven is streak'd with light; In flamy gold the ruddy welkin glows, And for the noonday heat our pains doth quite *, For all is calm, serene, and passing bright. Favonius gentle skims along the grove, And sheds sweet...
Стр. 12 - The waking lover, raised by mighty spell, To pale the stars, till Hesper shine it back to hell. Ne witches rifle gibbets, by the moon (With horror winking, trembling all with fear), Of many a clinking chain, and canker'd bone : Nor imp in visionary shape appear, To blast the thriving verdure of the plain ; Ne let hobgoblin, ne the ponk, profane [brain.
Стр. 83 - Her mind as perfect as her face : To hear her fpeak, to fee her move, (Unhappy I, alas ! the while) Her voice was joy, her look was love, And heaven was...