English Poems: The restoration and the eighteenth century (1660-1800)Walter Cochrane Bronson University of Chicago Press, 1908 |
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... seen ; We thought our sires , not with their own content , Had , ere we came to age , our portion spent . Nor could our nobles hope their bold attempt , Who ruined crowns , would coronets exempt : For when , by their designing leaders ...
... seen ; We thought our sires , not with their own content , Had , ere we came to age , our portion spent . Nor could our nobles hope their bold attempt , Who ruined crowns , would coronets exempt : For when , by their designing leaders ...
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... seen some fearful hare maintain A course , till tired before the dog she lay , Who , stretched behind her , pants upon the plain , Past pow'r to kill , as she to get away : With his lolled tongue he faintly licks his prey ; His warm ...
... seen some fearful hare maintain A course , till tired before the dog she lay , Who , stretched behind her , pants upon the plain , Past pow'r to kill , as she to get away : With his lolled tongue he faintly licks his prey ; His warm ...
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... seen before , But when the peopled ark the whole creation bore . 110 115 120 125 VII The scene then changed : with bold erected look Our martial King the sight with reverence strook , For , not content t ' express his outward part , Her ...
... seen before , But when the peopled ark the whole creation bore . 110 115 120 125 VII The scene then changed : with bold erected look Our martial King the sight with reverence strook , For , not content t ' express his outward part , Her ...
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... seen by mortal eyes ; 150 In earth the much - lamented virgin lies . Not wit nor piety could Fate prevent ; Nor was the cruel Destiny content To finish all the murder at a blow , 155 To sweep at once her life and beauty too , But , like ...
... seen by mortal eyes ; 150 In earth the much - lamented virgin lies . Not wit nor piety could Fate prevent ; Nor was the cruel Destiny content To finish all the murder at a blow , 155 To sweep at once her life and beauty too , But , like ...
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... seen . The bloody Bear , an independent beast , Unlicked to form , in groans her hate expressed . Among the timorous kind the quaking Hare Professed neutrality , but would not swear . Next her the buffoon Ape , as atheists use ...
... seen . The bloody Bear , an independent beast , Unlicked to form , in groans her hate expressed . Among the timorous kind the quaking Hare Professed neutrality , but would not swear . Next her the buffoon Ape , as atheists use ...
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Absalom and Achitophel Æneid auld auld lang syne bard beauty beneath blest breast breath charms clouds COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA crown dear death dread Dryden Dunciad e'er earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fire fool frae gentle grace green Grongar Hill hand happy head hear heart Heav'n Highland laddie king live look Lord Lubberkin lyre Mac Flecknoe maid maun mind Muse Nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er Odin once pain passion plain play pleasure poem poet poetry poor Pope pow'r praise pray'r pride queen rage rise round scene shade shining sighs sing skies sleep smile soft song soul sound spring sweet sylphs tears Thalestris thee thine thou thought toil trembling vale verse wander wave weep wild wind wings wyllowe youth ΙΟ
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Strana 241 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
Strana 283 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth, accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Strana 241 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Strana 357 - Then kneeling down to heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing...
Strana 239 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Strana 358 - O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content! And...
Strana 287 - For even though vanquished he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound. Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Strana 381 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Strana 138 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent : Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Strana 325 - May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wished...