Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry: Vol. XIII.John Bell, 1791 - 176 pagini |
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Pagina 3
... to all , Nature's ingenuous child . Constant toil , and coarsest fare , Long indeed the village hind In silent apathy may bear , While o'er his brow Health's rosy wreath is twin'd : While his passions sluggish flow , Borne on life's ...
... to all , Nature's ingenuous child . Constant toil , and coarsest fare , Long indeed the village hind In silent apathy may bear , While o'er his brow Health's rosy wreath is twin'd : While his passions sluggish flow , Borne on life's ...
Pagina 8
... silent train are seen , Fast fix'd their looks , erect their mien . Lo ! while with more than stoic soul , The Attic sage exhausts the bowl , A pale suffusion shades his eyes , ' Till by degrees the marble dies ! See there the injur'd ...
... silent train are seen , Fast fix'd their looks , erect their mien . Lo ! while with more than stoic soul , The Attic sage exhausts the bowl , A pale suffusion shades his eyes , ' Till by degrees the marble dies ! See there the injur'd ...
Pagina 16
... silent , soothing sway , And charm the canker Care away . Whether thou lov'st to glide along , Attended by an airy throng Of gentle dreams and smiles of joy , Such as adorn the wanton boy ; Or to the monarch's fancy bring Delights that ...
... silent , soothing sway , And charm the canker Care away . Whether thou lov'st to glide along , Attended by an airy throng Of gentle dreams and smiles of joy , Such as adorn the wanton boy ; Or to the monarch's fancy bring Delights that ...
Pagina 22
... silent way , And sooth , ah sooth my wakeful pains ! So shall my hands for thee the wreath entwine , And strew fresh poppies at thy votive shrine . When from the North , all wan and pale , The sun withdraws his cheerful light , And ...
... silent way , And sooth , ah sooth my wakeful pains ! So shall my hands for thee the wreath entwine , And strew fresh poppies at thy votive shrine . When from the North , all wan and pale , The sun withdraws his cheerful light , And ...
Pagina 48
... silent plantane grove : Or with the fairy elves be seen In dances on the level green : Should baleful War , ' mid loud alarms , ' Mid vanquish'd foes , and conquering arms , ' Mid hosts o'erthrown , and myriads slain , On Britain fix ...
... silent plantane grove : Or with the fairy elves be seen In dances on the level green : Should baleful War , ' mid loud alarms , ' Mid vanquish'd foes , and conquering arms , ' Mid hosts o'erthrown , and myriads slain , On Britain fix ...
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aether Anacreon Anytus ARGANTYR awful Behold beneath bird of night blest bloom breast breathe brow charms courser crown'd dare dark death deep dost dread drest dwell Euripides Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fear Fenris flowers fond Gimli gloomy groans grove hallow'd hand hear heart Heav'n Hence HERVOR hour JOSEPH WARTON King lyre magic maid may'st thou midnight monarch Muse Nature's ne'er never night o'er Odin Odin's pale peace pensive Petrarch plain poet's pow'r pride prodit rage raptures reclin'd reign rise round sage scene shade shine silent sleep smile soft solemn Solitude song sons sooth soul stream Surtur sweet sword thee thine THOMAS PENROSE thought thought inspires thro Tirfing toil tomb train Trifingus Twas vale Virtue's voice wave wild WILLIAM WHITEHEAD Wilt thou wings wouldst thou wretch Ymir
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Pagina 105 - Though fools spurn Hymen's gentle powers, We, who improve his golden hours, By sweet experience know, That marriage, rightly understood, Gives to the tender and the good, A paradise below.
Pagina 27 - Solitude, romantic maid ! Whether by nodding towers you tread ; Or haunt the desert's trackless gloom, Or hover o'er the yawning tomb ; Or climb the Andes' clifted side, Or by the Nile's coy source abide : Or, starting from your half-year's sleep, From Hecla view the thawing deep : Or, at the purple dawn of day, Tadmor's marble wastes survey." observing,
Pagina 104 - Though 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.
Pagina 83 - 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 :
Pagina 107 - Shall thro' the gloomy vale attend, And cheer our dying breath; Shall, when all other comforts cease, Like a kind angel whisper peace And smooth the bed of Death.
Pagina 85 - Thy shades, thy silence now be mine, Thy charms my only theme ; My haunt the hollow cliff, whose pine Waves o'er the gloomy stream. Whence the scared owl on pinions gray Breaks from the rustling boughs, And down the lone vale sails away To more profound repose.
Pagina 142 - Stately the feast, and high the cheer : Girt with many an armed peer, And canopied with golden pall, Amid Cilgarran's castle hall, Sublime in formidable state, And warlike splendour, Henry sate ; Prepar'd to stain the briny flood Of Shannon's lakes with rebel blood.
Pagina 49 - Cytherea's fading bloom, Be objects of my pray'r : Let Av'rice, Vanity, and Pride, These glitt'ring envy'd toys divide, The dull rewards of care. To me thy better gifts impart, Each moral beauty of the heart By studious thought refin'd : For Wealth, the smiles of glad content, For Pow'r, its amplest, best extent, An empire o'er my mind.
Pagina 147 - tis thine to save From dark oblivion Arthur's grave ! So may thy ships securely stem The western frith : thy diadem Shine victorious in the van, Nor heed the slings of Ulster's clan : Thy Norman pikemen win their way Up the dun rocks of Harald's bay : And from the steeps of rough Kildare Thy prancing hoofs the falcon scare : So may thy bow's unerring yew Its shafts in Roderick's heart imbrue.
Pagina 147 - E'en now he seems, with eager pace, The consecrated floor to trace, And ope, from its tremendous gloom, The treasure of the wondrous tomb...