Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and to Comprise, in One Volume, the Beauties of English Poetry |
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... of sound shall clear , And bid new music charm the unfolding ear : The dumb shall sing , the lame his crutch forego , And leap exulting like the bounding roe . No sigh , no murmur the wide world shall hear 2 SELECT POEMS .
... of sound shall clear , And bid new music charm the unfolding ear : The dumb shall sing , the lame his crutch forego , And leap exulting like the bounding roe . No sigh , no murmur the wide world shall hear 2 SELECT POEMS .
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... sings , but sweetly sings in vain , For Philomela breathes a softer strain ; With easier art she modulates each note , More natural music melting in her throat . Much he admired the magic of her tongue , But more to find his lute and ...
... sings , but sweetly sings in vain , For Philomela breathes a softer strain ; With easier art she modulates each note , More natural music melting in her throat . Much he admired the magic of her tongue , But more to find his lute and ...
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... woe . Again she tunes her voice , again she sings , Strains ev'ry nerve , and quivers on her wings ; In vain her sinking spirits fade away , And in a tuneful agony decay ; Dying she fell , and as the strains expire , 22 SELECT POEMS .
... woe . Again she tunes her voice , again she sings , Strains ev'ry nerve , and quivers on her wings ; In vain her sinking spirits fade away , And in a tuneful agony decay ; Dying she fell , and as the strains expire , 22 SELECT POEMS .
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... sing the God of seasons , as they roll . For me , when I forget the darling theme , Whether the blossom blows , the Summer ray Russets the plain , inspiring Autumn gleams , Or Winter rises in the blackening East , Be my tongue mute , my ...
... sing the God of seasons , as they roll . For me , when I forget the darling theme , Whether the blossom blows , the Summer ray Russets the plain , inspiring Autumn gleams , Or Winter rises in the blackening East , Be my tongue mute , my ...
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... sing . I cannot go Where universal Love not smiles around , Sustaining all yon orbs , and all their suns ; From seeming evil still educing good , And better thence again , and better still , In infinite progression . But I lose Myself ...
... sing . I cannot go Where universal Love not smiles around , Sustaining all yon orbs , and all their suns ; From seeming evil still educing good , And better thence again , and better still , In infinite progression . But I lose Myself ...
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Page 134 - Of grateful evening mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of Heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night With this her solemn bird; nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Page 55 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
Page 135 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Page 171 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 94 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Page 92 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined • Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
Page 91 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power. And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
Page 174 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 240 - And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast array'd, Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neigh'd, To join the dreadful revelry. Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rush'd the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven, Far flash'd the red artillery.
Page 125 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation...