A Collection of Eighteenth Century VerseMargaret Lynn |
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... plays , persuade , That for anointed dulness he was made . Close to the walls which fair Augusta bind , ( The fair Augusta much to fears inclined , ) An ancient fabric raised to inform the sight , There stood of yore , and Barbican it ...
... plays , persuade , That for anointed dulness he was made . Close to the walls which fair Augusta bind , ( The fair Augusta much to fears inclined , ) An ancient fabric raised to inform the sight , There stood of yore , and Barbican it ...
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... played around his face . As Hannibal did to the altars come , Sworn by his sire , a mortal foe to Rome , So Shadwell swore , nor should his vow be vain , That he till death true dulness would maintain ; And , in his father's right , and ...
... played around his face . As Hannibal did to the altars come , Sworn by his sire , a mortal foe to Rome , So Shadwell swore , nor should his vow be vain , That he till death true dulness would maintain ; And , in his father's right , and ...
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... play : This is that boasted bias of thy mind , By which one way to dulness ' tis inclined ; Which makes thy writings lean to one side still , And , in all changes , that way bends thy will . Nor let thy mountain - belly make pretence ...
... play : This is that boasted bias of thy mind , By which one way to dulness ' tis inclined ; Which makes thy writings lean to one side still , And , in all changes , that way bends thy will . Nor let thy mountain - belly make pretence ...
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... plays , and choose , for thy command , Some peaceful province in Acrostic land . There thou may'st wings display , and altars raise , And torture one poor word ten thousand ways ; Or , if thou wouldst thy different talents suit , 210 ...
... plays , and choose , for thy command , Some peaceful province in Acrostic land . There thou may'st wings display , and altars raise , And torture one poor word ten thousand ways ; Or , if thou wouldst thy different talents suit , 210 ...
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... play . All leave thee , now thy Ebb appears , To waste thy sad Remains in Tears ; Nor will thy mournful Murmurs heed . Fly , wretched Stream , with all thy speed , Amongst those solid Rocks thy Griefs bestow ; For Friends , like those ...
... play . All leave thee , now thy Ebb appears , To waste thy sad Remains in Tears ; Nor will thy mournful Murmurs heed . Fly , wretched Stream , with all thy speed , Amongst those solid Rocks thy Griefs bestow ; For Friends , like those ...
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Absalom and Achitophel Balclutha bards BAUCIS AND PHILEMON beams beauty beneath bless bonnie Braes of Yarrow breast breath busk Carthon cease to sigh charms cheerful Clessámmor clouds crown dark death delight Dryden Dunciad ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear Fingal flowers frae grace grave green Grongar Hill groves hand hear heart heaven heroic couplet hill Jenny king labour Lochaber Look lyre maid maun mighty mind morning mourn Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er passions plain pleasure poem Pope Pope's Popish Plot pow'r praise pride proud redemption draweth nigh rise Robin Gray round satire scene shade shine sing skies smile soft song sorrow soul sound spread strain swain sweet Swift tear thee thou thought toil trembling Twas vale verse voice wave weep Whig wild wind ye Britons youth ΙΙΟ ΙΟ
Popular passages
Page 85 - All nature is but art, unknown to thee ; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see ; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good. And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear,
Page 323 - Far other aims his heart had learned to prize, More skilled to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Page 254 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 322 - To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread, To pick her wintry faggot from the thorn, To seek her nightly shed, and weep till morn; She only left of all the harmless train, The sad historian of the pensive plain.
Page 253 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Page 325 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Page 326 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad, shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Page 318 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Page 321 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
Page 250 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight...