A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Količina 4Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 |
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Stran 103
... night : What , though the horrid gloom augment my grief ? ' Tis grateful ftill , for I difclaim relief . VII . That coz'ner hope intrudes not on my woe ; One only interval my forrows know ; When dreams , the kind reversers of my pain ...
... night : What , though the horrid gloom augment my grief ? ' Tis grateful ftill , for I difclaim relief . VII . That coz'ner hope intrudes not on my woe ; One only interval my forrows know ; When dreams , the kind reversers of my pain ...
Stran 106
... night he fled , No figh I dar'd to breathe , no tear to shed . XIX . Whilft men of faith approv'd , a chofen crew , Firm to their truft , and to their mistress true , With care too punctual my commands obey , And in one freight my life ...
... night he fled , No figh I dar'd to breathe , no tear to shed . XIX . Whilft men of faith approv'd , a chofen crew , Firm to their truft , and to their mistress true , With care too punctual my commands obey , And in one freight my life ...
Stran 115
... fresh , not yawning , to the field . She talk'd it well to roufe him to the fight , But like Penelope , when out of fight , All she had done by day , undid by night . H 2 Is Is this your wily Carthaginian kind ? No English woman ( 115 )
... fresh , not yawning , to the field . She talk'd it well to roufe him to the fight , But like Penelope , when out of fight , All she had done by day , undid by night . H 2 Is Is this your wily Carthaginian kind ? No English woman ( 115 )
Stran 119
... night of age fucceeds the brightest day : That cheek where Nature's sweetest garden blows , Her whiteft lily , and her warmest rose ; Thofe eyes , thofe meaning minifters of Love , Who , what thy lips can only utter , prove ; These must ...
... night of age fucceeds the brightest day : That cheek where Nature's sweetest garden blows , Her whiteft lily , and her warmest rose ; Thofe eyes , thofe meaning minifters of Love , Who , what thy lips can only utter , prove ; These must ...
Stran 121
... night away ; Whilst half reluctant you , and half refign'd , Amidft fears , wishes , pain and pleasure join'd , Now holding off , now growing to my breast , By turns reprov'd me , and by turns caress'd . Oh ! how remembrance throbs in ...
... night away ; Whilst half reluctant you , and half refign'd , Amidft fears , wishes , pain and pleasure join'd , Now holding off , now growing to my breast , By turns reprov'd me , and by turns caress'd . Oh ! how remembrance throbs in ...
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ARISBE beneath bleft bloom bluſh boaſt bofom bow'r breaſt bright caft cauſe charms Columbel dæmons dear e'er eaſe erft Ev'n eyes facred fafe fage fair fame fate fcorn fear fhade fhall fhine figh fight filent fing firſt flain flow'rs fmiles foft folemn fome fong fons foon footh forrow foul fpring freſh ftill fuch fure fweet grace grove heart heav'n honour laſt lefs loft lov'd lyre maid mind moſt mourn Mufe Muſe muſt myſelf ne'er night nymphs o'er paffion pain peace plain pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pow'r praiſe pride raiſe reaſon reſt rife rofe roſe ſay ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhore ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſpread Squire ſtand ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtrain ſtream ſweet taſte tears thee theſe thofe thoſe thou toil train tranſport truth vale Virgil's tomb virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe wiſdom wiſh youth
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Stran 6 - 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.
Stran 11 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Stran 176 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
Stran 390 - 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...
Stran 177 - He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Stran 8 - Lot forbad : nor circumscrib'd alone Their growing Virtues, but their Crimes confin'd ; Forbad to wade through Slaughter to a Throne, And...
Stran 168 - LET observation with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
Stran 10 - Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Stran 282 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Stran 172 - To better features yields the frame of gold; For now no more we trace in ev'ry line Heroic worth, benevolence divine: The form distorted justifies the fall, And Detestation rids th