The beauties of the poets: a collection of moral and sacred poetry, compiled by T. JanesThomas Janes 1810 |
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Pagina 36
... Scene , The Desert . - Time , Mid - Day . IN silent horror o'er the boundless waste The driver Hassan with his camels past . One cruse of water on his back he bore , And his light scrip contain'd a scanty store ; A fan of painted ...
... Scene , The Desert . - Time , Mid - Day . IN silent horror o'er the boundless waste The driver Hassan with his camels past . One cruse of water on his back he bore , And his light scrip contain'd a scanty store ; A fan of painted ...
Pagina 74
... scene thy love displays ; Lost in its beams , and shadow'd by its rays , The growing wonders ev'ry moment view , For ever op'ning - and for ever new ! PRESERVATION BY LAND AND SEA . A DIVINE ODE . ADDISON . How are thy servants bless'd ...
... scene thy love displays ; Lost in its beams , and shadow'd by its rays , The growing wonders ev'ry moment view , For ever op'ning - and for ever new ! PRESERVATION BY LAND AND SEA . A DIVINE ODE . ADDISON . How are thy servants bless'd ...
Pagina 86
... scene ; How often have I paus'd on every charm , The shelter'd cot , the cultivated farm , The never - failing brook , the busy mill , The decent church that top'd the neighb'ring hill , The hawthorn bush with seats beneath the shade ...
... scene ; How often have I paus'd on every charm , The shelter'd cot , the cultivated farm , The never - failing brook , the busy mill , The decent church that top'd the neighb'ring hill , The hawthorn bush with seats beneath the shade ...
Pagina 88
... scene , Liv'd in each look , and brighten'd all the green ; These , far departing , seek a kinder shore , And rural mirth and manners are no more . Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour , Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's ...
... scene , Liv'd in each look , and brighten'd all the green ; These , far departing , seek a kinder shore , And rural mirth and manners are no more . Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour , Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's ...
Pagina 98
... scene , Where half the convex world intrudes between , To torrid tracks with fainting steps they go , Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe . Far diff'rent there from all that charm'd before , The various terrors of that horrid shore ...
... scene , Where half the convex world intrudes between , To torrid tracks with fainting steps they go , Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe . Far diff'rent there from all that charm'd before , The various terrors of that horrid shore ...
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angels art thou behold beneath bless bless'd bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright charms cherub clime clouds crown'd dark death deep divine dreadful dust 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 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 poor pow'r praise pride proud rage 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 wondrous wretch
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Pagina 81 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Pagina 93 - Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault.
Pagina 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...
Pagina 92 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm...
Pagina 91 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Pagina 19 - While day arises, that sweet hour of prime. Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge Him thy greater, sound His praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and w hen thou fall'st.
Pagina 176 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound ; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose...
Pagina 20 - Join voices, all ye living Souls : Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light...
Pagina 78 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening 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.