The Poetical Works of Johnson, Parnell, Gray, and SmollettJ. Nichol, 1855 - 254 strani |
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... plain . 3 Unhappy ! whom to beds of pain Arthritic tyranny consigns ; Whom smiling Nature courts in vain , Though Rapture sings , and Beauty shines . 4 Yet though my limbs disease invades , Her wings 42 JOHNSON'S POEMS .
... plain . 3 Unhappy ! whom to beds of pain Arthritic tyranny consigns ; Whom smiling Nature courts in vain , Though Rapture sings , and Beauty shines . 4 Yet though my limbs disease invades , Her wings 42 JOHNSON'S POEMS .
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... plain . 8 What bliss to life can Autumn yield , If glooms , and showers , and storms prevail , And Ceres flies the naked field , And flowers , and fruits , and Phoebus fail ? 9 Oh ! what remains , what lingers yet , To cheer me in the ...
... plain . 8 What bliss to life can Autumn yield , If glooms , and showers , and storms prevail , And Ceres flies the naked field , And flowers , and fruits , and Phoebus fail ? 9 Oh ! what remains , what lingers yet , To cheer me in the ...
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... plain ; No more with devious steps I rove Through verdant paths now sought in vain . 5 Aloud the driving tempest roars , Congeal'd , impetuous showers descend ; Haste , close the windows , bar the doors , Fate leaves me Stella , and a ...
... plain ; No more with devious steps I rove Through verdant paths now sought in vain . 5 Aloud the driving tempest roars , Congeal'd , impetuous showers descend ; Haste , close the windows , bar the doors , Fate leaves me Stella , and a ...
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... plain , Stern Winter ! is thy force confess'd ; Still wider spreads thy horrid reign , I feel thy power usurp my breast . 3 Enlivening hope , and fond desire , Resign the heart to spleen and care ; Scarce frighted Love maintains her ...
... plain , Stern Winter ! is thy force confess'd ; Still wider spreads thy horrid reign , I feel thy power usurp my breast . 3 Enlivening hope , and fond desire , Resign the heart to spleen and care ; Scarce frighted Love maintains her ...
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... plain , She crops the harvest , and she stores the grain . How long shall Sloth usurp thy useless hours , Unnerve thy vigour , and unchain thy powers ? While artful shades thy downy couch inclose , And soft solicitation courts repose ...
... plain , She crops the harvest , and she stores the grain . How long shall Sloth usurp thy useless hours , Unnerve thy vigour , and unchain thy powers ? While artful shades thy downy couch inclose , And soft solicitation courts repose ...
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Anacreon ancient ANTISTROPHE bard beauty beneath blushes bosom breast breathe business bend call'd charms CLAUDE PHILLIPS COLLEY CIBBER Comus cries Cupid dart death delight Dr Johnson dread dress'd e'er Elegy Eton College eyes Faeries fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame flies flowers genius gentle George Ashe glittering gold grace grave Gray grove hand head heart Hesiod honour Johnson Jove king lady Lord mind Mirth Muse never night numbers nymph o'er Odin Ovid pain Parnell passion peace plain pleasure poems poet poetry Pope praise Preluding music pride rage reign rise round rove sacred scene scorn Scriblerus Club shade shine sighs sing smiles soft song soul Stella swains sweet tear thee thine THOMAS PARNELL thou thought toil tongue toy'd tuneful Twas vale verse virtue voice wind wing youth
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Stran 201 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Stran 158 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Stran 175 - On a rock whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Stran 30 - Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee: Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. See nations, slowly wise and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust.
Stran 161 - Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader, browner shade, Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease...
Stran 177 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes ; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm ; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Stran 200 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind 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, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Stran 166 - Alas, regardless of their doom, The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.
Stran 165 - Gainst graver hours that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Stran 202 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village- Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...