Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged ...J. Roach, 1794 - English poetry |
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... folemn air . They chant their artlefs notes in fimple guise ; They tune their hearts , by far the nobleft aim : Perhaps Dundee's wild warbling measures rife , Or plaintive martyrs , worthy of the name ; Or noble Elgin beats the heav ...
... folemn air . They chant their artlefs notes in fimple guise ; They tune their hearts , by far the nobleft aim : Perhaps Dundee's wild warbling measures rife , Or plaintive martyrs , worthy of the name ; Or noble Elgin beats the heav ...
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... folemn filence broke . Tears ceas'd to flow : Ceas'd for a moment ; foon again to fiream . For now , in arms before the palace rang'd , His brave companions of the war demand Their leader's prefence ; then her griefs renew'd , Too great ...
... folemn filence broke . Tears ceas'd to flow : Ceas'd for a moment ; foon again to fiream . For now , in arms before the palace rang'd , His brave companions of the war demand Their leader's prefence ; then her griefs renew'd , Too great ...
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... : invincible defpair Supprefs'd her utt'rance . As a marble form Fix'd on the folemn fepulchre , unmov'd , O'er foine dead hero , whom his country lov'd , Bends Bends down the head with imitated woe : So paus'd [ 32 ]
... : invincible defpair Supprefs'd her utt'rance . As a marble form Fix'd on the folemn fepulchre , unmov'd , O'er foine dead hero , whom his country lov'd , Bends Bends down the head with imitated woe : So paus'd [ 32 ]
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... folemn tone , Decifive and clear , without one if or but- That whenever the Nofe put his fpectacles on , By day - light or candle - light - Eyes should be fhut , The The Revenge of America WARTON . ' HEN Cortez ' [ 47 ]
... folemn tone , Decifive and clear , without one if or but- That whenever the Nofe put his fpectacles on , By day - light or candle - light - Eyes should be fhut , The The Revenge of America WARTON . ' HEN Cortez ' [ 47 ]
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... folemn , foreft food , Where nought but shadowy forms was seen to move , As Idlefs fancy'd in her dreaming mood ; And up the hills , on either fide , a wood Of blackening pines , ay waving to and fro , Sent forth a fleepy horror thro ...
... folemn , foreft food , Where nought but shadowy forms was seen to move , As Idlefs fancy'd in her dreaming mood ; And up the hills , on either fide , a wood Of blackening pines , ay waving to and fro , Sent forth a fleepy horror thro ...
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Page 29 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Page 33 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or, at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
Page 55 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek : Wi...
Page 22 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Page 2 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
Page 24 - Furies, death and rage!" If I approve, "Commend it to the stage.
Page 59 - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Page 13 - As when a shepherd of the Hebrid Isles*, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
Page 36 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Page 26 - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own?