Poems on Various Subjects; Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue: And with a View to Comprise in One Volume the Beauties of English Poetry. By Thomas Tomkins |
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... the tunes her voice , again the fings , Strains ev'ry nerve , and quivers on her wings ; In vain her finking spirits fade away , And in a tuneful agony decay ; Dying fhe fell , and as the strains expire , B 3 SELECT POEMS .
... the tunes her voice , again the fings , Strains ev'ry nerve , and quivers on her wings ; In vain her finking spirits fade away , And in a tuneful agony decay ; Dying fhe fell , and as the strains expire , B 3 SELECT POEMS .
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... Spirit in your freshness breathes ; Oh talk of Him in folitary glooms ! Where , o'er the rock , the scarcely - waving pine Fills the brown fhade with a religious awe . And ye ! whofe bolder note is heard afar , Who shake th ' astonish'd ...
... Spirit in your freshness breathes ; Oh talk of Him in folitary glooms ! Where , o'er the rock , the scarcely - waving pine Fills the brown fhade with a religious awe . And ye ! whofe bolder note is heard afar , Who shake th ' astonish'd ...
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... Spirit o'er its leaves shall move , And on its top descends the mystic dove . Ye heav'ns ! from high the dewy nectar pour , And in foft filence shed the kindly show'r ! The fick and weak the healing plant shall aid , From storms a ...
... Spirit o'er its leaves shall move , And on its top descends the mystic dove . Ye heav'ns ! from high the dewy nectar pour , And in foft filence shed the kindly show'r ! The fick and weak the healing plant shall aid , From storms a ...
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... Spirit fhall inquire thy fate , Haply fome hoary - headed fwain may say , " Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away , " To meet the fun upon the upland lawn . " There , at the foot of yonder ...
... Spirit fhall inquire thy fate , Haply fome hoary - headed fwain may say , " Oft have we feen him at the peep of dawn Brufhing with hafty fteps the dews away , " To meet the fun upon the upland lawn . " There , at the foot of yonder ...
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... spirit . You relish not the great man's lot ? . Come , haften to my humbler cot . Think me not partial to the great , I'm a fworn foe to pride and state ! No Monarchs fhare my kind embrace , There's scarce a monarch knows my face ...
... spirit . You relish not the great man's lot ? . Come , haften to my humbler cot . Think me not partial to the great , I'm a fworn foe to pride and state ! No Monarchs fhare my kind embrace , There's scarce a monarch knows my face ...
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Page 150 - 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 Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 81 - If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
Page 186 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Page 178 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Page 183 - Come, and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
Page 193 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Page 99 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Page 82 - Or aught Thy goodness lent. Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Page 149 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Page 185 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade; And young and old come forth to play On.