London Magazine Enlarged and Improved, Zväzok 20

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C. Ackers, 1751

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Strana 129 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Strana 128 - Oft did the harveft to their fickle yield, Their furrow oft the ftubborn glebe has broke : How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their fturdy ftroke.
Strana 129 - Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Strana 472 - OPPIAN'S Halieuticks of the Nature of Fishes and Fishing of the Ancients. In V. Books. Translated from the Greek, with an Account of Oppian's Life and Writings, and a Catalogue of his Fishes.
Strana 129 - 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. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Strana 323 - D'Awtry, a member of the same society, living in Broad-street, being two of those Physicians that were presented by the College to the Lord Mayor and Court of Aldermen of the City of London...
Strana 129 - I mifs'd him on th' accuftom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree : Another came ; nor yet befide the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. The next, with dirges due, in fad array. Slow thro...
Strana 129 - Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away, ' To meet the fun upon the upland lawn. ' There at the foot of yonder nodding beech ' That wreathes its old fantaftic roots fo high, ' His liftlefs length at noon-tide wou'd he ftretch, ' And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Strana 596 - My whole design's upon your Grace. The sum of my petition's this ; I claim, my Lord, an annual kiss ; A kiss by sacred custom due To me, and to be paid by you. But, lest you entertain a doubt, I'll make my title clearly out. " It was, as near as I can fix, " The fourth of April, forty-six, (With joy I recollect the day) As I was dressing for the play ; In stepp...
Strana 129 - For thee, who mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Doft in thefe lines their artlefs tale relate ; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred fpirit...

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