Poems on Several Subjects |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 22
Page 7
... dread , Left I by it to evil fhould be led . Why is not , then , this jealous , holy ftrife , Carry'd thro ' all our ordinary life ? Why to ourselves is not just honor shown , As beings fanétify'd to GoD alone ? Whom living temples of ...
... dread , Left I by it to evil fhould be led . Why is not , then , this jealous , holy ftrife , Carry'd thro ' all our ordinary life ? Why to ourselves is not just honor shown , As beings fanétify'd to GoD alone ? Whom living temples of ...
Page 12
... dread , Than's in the congregation of the dead ! But I fuch general remarks fufpend , And to particular my thoughts now bend . Yonder white ftone doth evidently fhow An emblem of the innocence below ; And tells each paffenger , that ...
... dread , Than's in the congregation of the dead ! But I fuch general remarks fufpend , And to particular my thoughts now bend . Yonder white ftone doth evidently fhow An emblem of the innocence below ; And tells each paffenger , that ...
Page 25
... dread ; No fooner are they to our profpect loft , But either in the whirl of business tofs'd , Or in lethargic pleasures lulled , we Forget the errand of the Deity . Our minds unstable an impreffion feel , Like the thin air pierc'd by ...
... dread ; No fooner are they to our profpect loft , But either in the whirl of business tofs'd , Or in lethargic pleasures lulled , we Forget the errand of the Deity . Our minds unstable an impreffion feel , Like the thin air pierc'd by ...
Page 69
... 'd , Which with cold awe my breast and vitals chill'd ; Which each black arch , thefe mouldy walls afford , Surrounded , and with rueful objects stor❜d ; Where melancholy , melancholy dread , Her raven wings inceffantly THE TOMBS . 69.
... 'd , Which with cold awe my breast and vitals chill'd ; Which each black arch , thefe mouldy walls afford , Surrounded , and with rueful objects stor❜d ; Where melancholy , melancholy dread , Her raven wings inceffantly THE TOMBS . 69.
Page 70
John Anketell. Where melancholy , melancholy dread , Her raven wings inceffantly has fpread . Let me no more in thefe damp places dwell ; And now , difmal obfcurity , farewell ! And ye , most doleful feats , and fhades of night ! Gladly ...
John Anketell. Where melancholy , melancholy dread , Her raven wings inceffantly has fpread . Let me no more in thefe damp places dwell ; And now , difmal obfcurity , farewell ! And ye , most doleful feats , and fhades of night ! Gladly ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
againſt Ahab alfo art thou Becauſe Behold bleffed blefs'd blifs bloom bofoms breaſt caft Caiaphas CHRIST comfort command crown'd cry'd death defire difmal diſplay doth dread earth eaſe Elijah endleſs eternity Ev'n ev'ry everlaſting eyes fafely faid faith fame Father fave fear fecure fent fervant fhall fhare fhine fhould fhow fight filent fill'd fleep folemn fome foon forrow foul fpeak fpirit friends ftate ftill fuch fure fweet Gehazi give gloomy glory God's grace grave grief happineſs heart heav'n heav'nly himſelf houſe Ifrael JESUS Jews juſt king laft laſt live LORD lov'd mind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Naaman ne'er night o'er pain peace Pilate pleaſure pow'r praiſe prophets raiſe receive reft reply'd reſt rife right'ous ſaid ſhall ſkies ſpeak ſtate ſtill thee thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe thou thought thro tomb unto whofe wicked word Zarephath
Popular passages
Page 33 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Page ix - When I was a school-boy, a relation of mine, long deceased, was so kind as to lend me the original poem of Yarico to Inkle, which he got from an intimate friend, the author of it, who had been dead many years before it came into my handS.
Page 213 - Did' it from hate, or thirft of gain proceed ? Urge nothing — for if love's not in our pow'r, Is there from gratitude requir'd no more ? That's the grand tie that fliould for ever bind, The fureft charm to fix a noble mind. *
Page 10 - Poeta nascitur, non fit. That is to say, you cannot make a poet out of a barber's block. cation of your readers, not doubting but they will agree with me, that they are as excellent in point of sentiment, as in sweetness and elegance. Medita.tion
Page 29 - Nothing more certain, and which shall endure, Than laws of Medes and Per-si-ans more sure. To say that death could from such bliss arise, A happy im-pro-pri-e-ty implies.
Page ix - I could fafely pafs with the public as the author of it — a kind of fraud, however, which I fnall never be guilty of.
Page 15 - Remember that of them you're not bereav'd, But from " the coming evil they are fav'd.
Page 213 - The virgin's envy, and the youth's delight ; Nor was my birth unequal to my fame, I from a race of fov'reign princes came. My love, the no...
Page 11 - Their former variances all obey, And to an amicable end give way. Here thofe who, living, were at enmity, By Death are brought to dwell in unity.