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... hope was cross'd , late , ' t was far , the path was loft That reach'd the neighbour - town ; With weary steps he quits the fhades , Refolv'd , the darkling dome he treads , And drops his limbs adown . But fcant he lays him on the floor ...
... hope was cross'd , late , ' t was far , the path was loft That reach'd the neighbour - town ; With weary steps he quits the fhades , Refolv'd , the darkling dome he treads , And drops his limbs adown . But fcant he lays him on the floor ...
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... hope , his parent's pride , Plunged in the lake by Phyfignathus , dy'd ; Roufe all to war , my friends ! avenge the deed ; And bleed that monarch , and his nation bleed . His words in every breaft infpir'd alarms , And careful Mars ...
... hope , his parent's pride , Plunged in the lake by Phyfignathus , dy'd ; Roufe all to war , my friends ! avenge the deed ; And bleed that monarch , and his nation bleed . His words in every breaft infpir'd alarms , And careful Mars ...
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... Hope to fmile On newly - born defire . But now experience fhews , the bliss For which I fondly fought Not worth the long impatient wish , And ardour of the thought , My y'd , My youth met fortune fair array ' In [ 73 ] An Imitation of ...
... Hope to fmile On newly - born defire . But now experience fhews , the bliss For which I fondly fought Not worth the long impatient wish , And ardour of the thought , My y'd , My youth met fortune fair array ' In [ 73 ] An Imitation of ...
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... , rais'd in hope , forebodes fuccefs . My God , from whom proceed the gifts divine , My God ! I think I feel the gift is thine . Be Be this no vain illufion which I find , Nor 104 PARNELL'S POEMS . The Gift of Poetry, U Mofes,
... , rais'd in hope , forebodes fuccefs . My God , from whom proceed the gifts divine , My God ! I think I feel the gift is thine . Be Be this no vain illufion which I find , Nor 104 PARNELL'S POEMS . The Gift of Poetry, U Mofes,
Page 109
... hope , and swell'd with pride And fill'd with rage , the foe profanely cry'd , Secure of conquest , I'll pursue their way , I'll overtake them , I'll divide the prey , My luft I'll fatisfy , mine anger cloy , My fword I ' ll brandish ...
... hope , and swell'd with pride And fill'd with rage , the foe profanely cry'd , Secure of conquest , I'll pursue their way , I'll overtake them , I'll divide the prey , My luft I'll fatisfy , mine anger cloy , My fword I ' ll brandish ...
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æther ANTISTROPHE arife beauty beneath bleffings blefs'd blifs boaſt bofom breaſt breath bright charms chearful cloſe defcends defire divine eaſe eyes facred fafe faid fair falute fame fancy fate fear feas feat feek feems feen fhade fhall fhepherds fhine fhow fide fight filent filver fing fix'd flain flame flies flowers fmiles foft fome fong fons forrow foul fpring Frogs ftand ftill ftream fuch fung fweet glory grace grove heart Ifrael king laſt Lord lov'd Meaſures mind moſt mufic night numbers Nymphs o'er paffion Pelops plain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe purſue rage rais'd raiſe realms reft rife riſe rofe ſcene ſhade ſhake ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhow ſkies ſkill ſky ſong ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand Twas voice Whofe whoſe winds wondrous
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Page 18 - 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, Assist the. dear design...
Page 90 - To what excefles had his dotage run ? But God, to fave the father, took the fon. To all but thee, in fits he feem'd to go, (And 'twas my miniftry to deal the blow) The poor fond parent, humbled in the duft, Now owns in tears the punifhment was juft.
Page 85 - 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 57 - And fits in meaiures, fuch as Virgil's Mufe To place thee near him might be fond to chufe. How might he tune th...
Page 78 - Those graves, with bending osier bound, That nameless heave the crumbled ground, Quick to the glancing thought disclose Where toil and poverty repose. The flat smooth stones that bear a name...
Page 89 - ... 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 6 - A soul supreme, in each hard instance tried, Above all pain, all anger, and all pride, The rage of power, the blast of public breath, The lust of lucre, and the dread of death.
Page 338 - There folid billows of enormous fize, Alps of green ice, in wild diforder rife. And yet but lately have I feen, ev'n here, The winter in a lovely drefs appear.
Page 94 - But urge thy powers, thine utmost voice advance, Make the loud strings against thy fingers dance ; 'Tis love that angels praise and men adore, 'Tis love divine that asks it all and more. Fling back the gates of ever-blazing day, Pour floods of liquid light to gild the way ; And all in glory wrapt...
Page 78 - 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.