The Poetical Works of William Collins: With Memoirs of the Author; and Observations on His Genius and WritingsT. Evans, 1781 - 184 páginas |
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... lead to mifery and difquiet . The gifts of imagination bring the heaviest task upon the vigilance of rea- fon ; and to bear thofe faculties with unerring rectitude , or invariable pro- priety , requires a degree of firmnefs and A of of ...
... lead to mifery and difquiet . The gifts of imagination bring the heaviest task upon the vigilance of rea- fon ; and to bear thofe faculties with unerring rectitude , or invariable pro- priety , requires a degree of firmnefs and A of of ...
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... lead you on your way ! The balmy fhrub , for you shall love our shore , By Ind excell'd or Araby no more . Loft to our fields , for fo the fates ordain , The dear deferters fhall return again . B 3 Come Come thou , whofe thoughts as ...
... lead you on your way ! The balmy fhrub , for you shall love our shore , By Ind excell'd or Araby no more . Loft to our fields , for fo the fates ordain , The dear deferters fhall return again . B 3 Come Come thou , whofe thoughts as ...
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... lead the train , fweet Modesty appear : [ clear , Here make thy court amidst our rural scene , And fhepherd - girls fhall own thee for their queen . With thee be chastity , of all afraid , Diftrufting all , a wife , fufpicious maid ...
... lead the train , fweet Modesty appear : [ clear , Here make thy court amidst our rural scene , And fhepherd - girls fhall own thee for their queen . With thee be chastity , of all afraid , Diftrufting all , a wife , fufpicious maid ...
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... lead to gold ? " Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day , " When first from Schiraz ' walls I bent my " way ! " O cease , my fears ! —all frantic as I go , When thought creates unnumber'd fcenes of woe , What if the lion in his ...
... lead to gold ? " Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day , " When first from Schiraz ' walls I bent my " way ! " O cease , my fears ! —all frantic as I go , When thought creates unnumber'd fcenes of woe , What if the lion in his ...
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... leads them to their prey . " Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day , " When firft from Schiraz ' walls I bent my 66 way ! " At that dead hour the filent afp fhall creep , If aught of reft I find , upon my fleep : Or fome fwoln ...
... leads them to their prey . " Sad was the hour , and luckless was the day , " When firft from Schiraz ' walls I bent my 66 way ! " At that dead hour the filent afp fhall creep , If aught of reft I find , upon my fleep : Or fome fwoln ...
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Abra allegorical almoſt amidſt ANTISTROPHE beautiful bleft breathe characteriſtics COLLINS CYMBELINE delight deſcribed deſcription diſtinguiſhed dreft Druid Engliſh expreffion eyes facred faid fair fame Fancy fcene Fear feems fentiment fhade fhall fhepherds fhrine fide fighs filent fimple fimplicity fineſt firft firſt flowers foft folemn fome fong fons foothe fpread fprings ftill ftrain ftriking fubject fuch fullen fung fwain fweet genius Georgian Greece grief grove hair heart himſelf imagery laſt maid like Abra meaſure midft mind moral moſt mufic mufing muſt myrtles numbers nymph o'er obfervable Oriental Eclogues paffions paftoral paſt Pity plain pleaſure poems poet poet's poetical poetry Polynices reaſon reſpect royal Abbas ſcene Schiraz ſeems ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhore ſhould SIR THOMAS HANMER ſpecies ſpirit ſweet tender thee Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro tion uſe vale verfe verſe watchet whofe whoſe wild wizzard youth
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Página 55 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Página 172 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Página 72 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discover'd spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Página 86 - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing ; While, as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Página 82 - E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd, his eyes on fire, In lightnings own'd his secret stings, In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings.
Página 97 - No goblins lead their nightly crew: The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The redbreast oft, at evening hours, Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gathered flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Página 47 - O thou, whose spirit most possest The sacred seat of Shakspeare's breast! By all that from thy prophet broke. In thy divine emotions spoke ; Hither again thy fury deal, Teach me but once like him to feel : His cypress wreath my meed decree, And I, O Fear, will dwell with thee ! ODE TO SIMPLICITY.
Página 73 - ... The gradual dusky veil, While Spring shall pour his showers, as oft he wont> And bathe thy breathing tresses, meekest Eve ! While Summer loves to sport Beneath thy lingering light : While sallow Autumn fills thy lap with leaves, Or Winter yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes : So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! ODE TO PEACE.
Página 50 - As once, if not with light regard,. I read aright that gifted Bard, (Him whose school above the rest His loveliest Elfin queen has blest) One, only one, unrival'd Fair*, Might hope the magic girdle wear...
Página 67 - Britannia's genius bends to earth, And mourns the fatal day : While stain'd with blood he strives to tear Unseemly from his sea-green hair The wreaths of cheerful May: The thoughts which musing Pity pays, And fond Remembrance loves to raise, Your faithful hours attend : Still Fancy to herself unkind, Awakes to grief the soften'd mind, And points the bleeding friend.