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Strana 1 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war...
Strana 8 - IX. 0 how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! X.
Strana 22 - Whose hope still grovels in this dark sojourn : But lofty souls who look beyond the tomb, Can smile at Fate, and wonder how they mourn. Shall Spring to these sad scenes no more return ? Is yonder wave the Sun's eternal bed ? Soon shall the orient with new lustre burn, And Spring shall soon her vital influence shed. Again attune the grove, again adorn the mead.
Strana 41 - Oft cheer'd the shepherds round their social hearth ; Whom levity or spleen could ne'er entice To purchase chat, or laughter, at the price Of decency. Nor let it faith exceed, That Nature forms a rustic taste so nice. Ah ! had they been of court or city breed, Such delicacy were right marvellous indeed. Oft when the winter storm had ceas'd to rave, He roam'd the snowy waste at even, to view The cloud stupendous, from th...
Strana 16 - And sees, on high, amidst th' encircling groves, From cliff to cliff the foaming torrents shine : While waters, woods, and winds, in concert join, And echo swells the chorus to the skies. Would Edwin this majestic scene resign For aught the huntsman's puny craft supplies? Ah!
Strana 28 - And first a wildly murmuring wind 'gan creep Shrill to his ringing ear; then tapers bright, With instantaneous gleam, illumed the vault of night Anon in view a portal's blazoned arch Arose ; the trumpet bids the valves unfold ; And forth an host of little warriors march, Grasping the diamond lance and targe of gold.
Strana 20 - Fled each fair form, and mute each melting sound, The raven croaks forlorn on naked spray : And, hark ! the river, bursting every mound, Down the vale thunders, and with wasteful sway Uproots the grove, and rolls the shatter'd rocks away. XXV. " Yet such the destiny of all on Earth : So flourishes and fades majestic Man.
Strana 4 - While from his bending shoulder, decent hung His harp, the sole companion of his way, Which to the whistling wind responsive rung: And ever as he went some merry lay he sung. Fret not thyself, thou glittering child of pride, That a poor villager inspires my strain...
Strana 41 - Heaven enlarg'd his soul in riper years. For Nature gave, him strength, and fire, to soar On Fancy's wing above this vale of tears ; Where dark cold-hearted sceptics, creeping, pore Through microscope of metaphysic lore : And much they grope for Truth, but never hit.
Strana 44 - When with the charm compared of heavenly melancholy ! fs there a heart that music cannot melt ? Alas, how is that rugged heart forlorn ! Is there, who ne'er those mystic transports felt Of solitude and melancholy born ? He needs not woo the Muse ; he is her scorn. The sophist's rope of cobweb he shall twine ; Mope o'er the schoolman's peevish page ; or mourn, And delve for life in Mammon's dirty mine ; Sneak with the scoundrel fox, or grunt with glutton swine.

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