The English Parnassus: Being a New Selection of Didactic, Descriptive, Pathetic, Plaintive, and Pastoral Poetry, Extracted from the Works of the Latest and Most Celebrated Poets... |
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... ftill the good man ftands fecure from harms , Nor can misfortune wound , whom virtue arms . Difcourfe in common converse , thou wilt find Some to improve , and fome to taint the mind ; Grateful to that a due obfervance pay ; Beware left ...
... ftill the good man ftands fecure from harms , Nor can misfortune wound , whom virtue arms . Difcourfe in common converse , thou wilt find Some to improve , and fome to taint the mind ; Grateful to that a due obfervance pay ; Beware left ...
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... ftill we've made our duty our delight , Nor hid our master's talent from our fight , All's well , ' tis all by our own heart approv❜d , From hence we pafs by God and man belov❜d ; Cheerful we pafs , to Heaven's high will resign'd ...
... ftill we've made our duty our delight , Nor hid our master's talent from our fight , All's well , ' tis all by our own heart approv❜d , From hence we pafs by God and man belov❜d ; Cheerful we pafs , to Heaven's high will resign'd ...
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... ftill the tears that copious flow O'er her fad urn , are all in vain ; Nor , when ftern fate has ftruck the blow , . Can call departed life again , FITZGERALD . SECT . SECT . IX . T ON SLAVERY . O man [ 14 ] On the Death of an amiable ...
... ftill the tears that copious flow O'er her fad urn , are all in vain ; Nor , when ftern fate has ftruck the blow , . Can call departed life again , FITZGERALD . SECT . SECT . IX . T ON SLAVERY . O man [ 14 ] On the Death of an amiable ...
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... ftill for erring guilty man A brother's pity flows ; And ftill his bleeding heart is touch'd With memory of our woes . XI . To thee , my Saviour and my King , Glad homage let me give ; And ftand prepar'd like thee to die , With thee ...
... ftill for erring guilty man A brother's pity flows ; And ftill his bleeding heart is touch'd With memory of our woes . XI . To thee , my Saviour and my King , Glad homage let me give ; And ftand prepar'd like thee to die , With thee ...
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... ftill increafing wonder bred . Where'er fhe trod , thro ' all her gorgeous feat , Soft mufic echoed from beneath her feet : Paffing a portal , on whofe lucid ftone Emblems of innocence and beauty fhone , They reach a lawn with verdant ...
... ftill increafing wonder bred . Where'er fhe trod , thro ' all her gorgeous feat , Soft mufic echoed from beneath her feet : Paffing a portal , on whofe lucid ftone Emblems of innocence and beauty fhone , They reach a lawn with verdant ...
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Page 328 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
Page 30 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 239 - Till out of breath he overtakes his fellows ; Who gather round, and wonder at the tale Of horrid apparition tall and ghastly, That walks at dead of night, or takes his stand O'er some new-open'd grave; and, strange to tell! Evanishes at crowing of the cock.
Page 105 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Page 332 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Page 323 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ ; Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The generous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Page 109 - O luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree, How ill exchanged are things like these for thee! How do thy potions, with insidious joy, Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy! Kingdoms, by thee, to sickly greatness grown, Boast of a florid...
Page 109 - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe ; But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wish'd for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for a father's arms.
Page 333 - Cares produce, Or who would learn one earthly Thing of Use ? To patch, nay ogle, might become a Saint, Nor could it sure be such a Sin to paint. But since, alas ! frail Beauty must decay...
Page 110 - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.