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... fate , Perhaps forgets that OXFORD e'er was great ; Or deeming meaneft what we greatest call , Beholds thee glorious only in thy fall . And fure , if ought below the feats divine Can touch Immortals , ' tis a foul like thine : A foul ...
... fate , Perhaps forgets that OXFORD e'er was great ; Or deeming meaneft what we greatest call , Beholds thee glorious only in thy fall . And fure , if ought below the feats divine Can touch Immortals , ' tis a foul like thine : A foul ...
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... Fates explore , Then fix the loom , their fingers nimbly weave , And thus their toil prophetic fongs deceive .. Flow from the rock , my flax ! and fwiftly flow , Pursue thy thread ; the spindle runs below . A creature fond and changing ...
... Fates explore , Then fix the loom , their fingers nimbly weave , And thus their toil prophetic fongs deceive .. Flow from the rock , my flax ! and fwiftly flow , Pursue thy thread ; the spindle runs below . A creature fond and changing ...
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... fate , Tho ' when it happen'd , no relation clears , ' Tis thought in five , or five and twenty years . Where , dark and filent , with a twisted shade The neighbouring woods a native arbour made , There oft the tender pair for am'rous ...
... fate , Tho ' when it happen'd , no relation clears , ' Tis thought in five , or five and twenty years . Where , dark and filent , with a twisted shade The neighbouring woods a native arbour made , There oft the tender pair for am'rous ...
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... hand , And thus infcribes the moral on the fand . " Here Hefiod lies : ye future Bards , beware " How far your moral tales incense the Fair : " Un- " Unlov'd , unloving , ' twas his fate to POEMS on several OCCASIONS . 19.
... hand , And thus infcribes the moral on the fand . " Here Hefiod lies : ye future Bards , beware " How far your moral tales incense the Fair : " Un- " Unlov'd , unloving , ' twas his fate to POEMS on several OCCASIONS . 19.
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Thomas Parnell Alexander Pope. " Unlov'd , unloving , ' twas his fate to bleed ; " Without his quiver Cupid caus'd the deed ' : " He judg'd this turn of malice justly due , " And Hefiod dy'd for joys he never knew . SON G. W HEN thy ...
Thomas Parnell Alexander Pope. " Unlov'd , unloving , ' twas his fate to bleed ; " Without his quiver Cupid caus'd the deed ' : " He judg'd this turn of malice justly due , " And Hefiod dy'd for joys he never knew . SON G. W HEN thy ...
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Page 136 - And shake the neighbouring wood to banish sleep. Up rise the guests, obedient to the call: An early banquet deck'd the splendid hall; Rich luscious wine a golden goblet grac'd, Which the kind master forc'd the guests to taste. Then, pleas'd and thankful, from the porch...
Page 142 - Thy prayer, thy praise, thy life to vice unknown, In sweet memorial rise before the throne: These charms success in our bright region...
Page 98 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Page 126 - Arms, angels, epitaphs and bones, These (all the poor remains of state) Adorn the rich, or praise the great ; Who while on earth in fame they live, Are senseless of the fame they give.
Page 131 - Know God — and bring thy heart to know The joys which from religion flow : Then every grace shall prove its guest, And I'll be there to crown the rest.
Page 129 - Whither, O whither art thou fled, To lay thy meek contented head ? What happy region dost thou please To make the seat of calms and ease ? " Ambition searches all its sphere Of pomp and state to meet thee there.
Page 23 - Ye nightingales, ye twisting pines ! Ye swains that haunt the grove ! Ye gentle echoes, breezy winds! Ye close retreats of love ! With all of nature, all of art...
Page 96 - And decks the goddess with the glittering spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled and the white.
Page 39 - At close of eve he leaves his home, And wends to find the ruin'd dome, All on the gloomy plain. As there he bides, it...
Page 143 - With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver...