The hermit and other writings, ed. with notes [&c.] by T. Kirk, Issue 661

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Page 4 - To clear this doubt, to know the world by sight, To find if books, or swains, report it right, (For yet by swains alone the world he knew, Whose feet came wandering o'er the nightly dew...
Page 23 - Heaven can bless, if mortals will be kind. Conscious of wanting worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.
Page 1 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from men, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Page 14 - Slow creaking turns the door with jealous care, And half he welcomes in the shivering pair...
Page 8 - Till each with other pleas'd, and loth to part, While in their age they differ, join in heart : Thus stands an aged elm in ivy bound, Thus youthful ivy clasps an elm around.
Page 20 - Detested wretch !" — but scarce his speech began, When the strange partner seem'd no longer man : His youthful face grew more serenely sweet ; His robe turn'd white, and flow'd upon his feet ; Fair rounds of radiant points invest his hair ; Celestial odours...
Page 26 - O'er the long lake and midnight ground) It sends a peal of hollow groans, Thus speaking from among the bones. "When men my scythe and darts supply, How great a King of Fears am I ! They view me like the last of things : They make, and then they dread, my stings.
Page 12 - Which the kind master forc'd the guests to taste. Then, pleas'd and thankful, from the porch they go; And, but the landlord, none had cause of woe; His cup was vanish'd; for in secret guise The younger guest purloin'd the glittering prize.
Page 19 - Not hell, though hell's black jaws in sunder part, And breathe blue fire, could more assault his heart.
Page 9 - The pair arrive : the liveried servants wait ; Their lord receives them at the pompous gate. The table groans with costly piles of food, And all is more than hospitably good. Then led to rest, the day's long toil they drown, Deep sunk in sleep, and silk, and heaps of down.

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