A Collection of Poems, in Four Volumes, Volumen3G. Pearch, 1775 |
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... o'er the woodland ftray , And gently ftir the bofom of the lake : The fawns that panting in the covert lay , Now thro ' the gloomy park their revels take . Pale rife the rugged hills that fkirt the North , The wood glows yellow'd by the ...
... o'er the woodland ftray , And gently ftir the bofom of the lake : The fawns that panting in the covert lay , Now thro ' the gloomy park their revels take . Pale rife the rugged hills that fkirt the North , The wood glows yellow'd by the ...
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... o'er her fame has breath'd its blighting dew , " But come , ye Nymphs , ye woodland Spirits , come , " And with funereal flowers your treffes braid , " While in this hallow'd grove we raise the tomb , " And confecrate the fong to Mary's ...
... o'er her fame has breath'd its blighting dew , " But come , ye Nymphs , ye woodland Spirits , come , " And with funereal flowers your treffes braid , " While in this hallow'd grove we raise the tomb , " And confecrate the fong to Mary's ...
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... o'er the cowflip beds , " You thro ' the fairy dales of Teviot glide , " Or brush the primrose banks while Cynthia sheds " Her filvery light o'er Efk's translucent tide ; " Hither , ye gentle Guardians of the Fair , " By Virtue's tears ...
... o'er the cowflip beds , " You thro ' the fairy dales of Teviot glide , " Or brush the primrose banks while Cynthia sheds " Her filvery light o'er Efk's translucent tide ; " Hither , ye gentle Guardians of the Fair , " By Virtue's tears ...
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... o'er the bare landfcape blows , In hazy gloom the fea - wave skirts the scene : The House of Holy Roodin fullen ftate , Bleak in the shade of rude pil'd rocks appears ; Cold on the mountain's fide , the type of fate , Its shatter'd ...
... o'er the bare landfcape blows , In hazy gloom the fea - wave skirts the scene : The House of Holy Roodin fullen ftate , Bleak in the shade of rude pil'd rocks appears ; Cold on the mountain's fide , the type of fate , Its shatter'd ...
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... o'er the deed ? " Ah ! -Mary's fate thy name fhall ever brand , " And ever o'er her woes fhall Pity bleed . " The babe that prattled on his nurse's knee , " When firft thy woeful captive hours began , " Ere heaven , oh hapless Mary ...
... o'er the deed ? " Ah ! -Mary's fate thy name fhall ever brand , " And ever o'er her woes fhall Pity bleed . " The babe that prattled on his nurse's knee , " When firft thy woeful captive hours began , " Ere heaven , oh hapless Mary ...
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Página 254 - But while he viewed his wealth increase, While thus along life's dusty road, The beaten track content he trod, Old time whose haste no mortal spares, Uncalled, unheeded, unawares, Brought on his eightieth year.
Página 253 - I'll quit my prey, And grant a kind reprieve ; In hopes you'll have no more to say ; But, when I call again this way, Well pleased the world will leave.
Página 124 - Eirin weep, Ne'er again his likeness see ; Long her strains in sorrow steep, Strains of immortality ! Horror covers all the heath, Clouds of carnage blot the sun. Sisters, weave the web of death ; Sisters, cease ; the work is done.
Página 131 - Lord of every regal art, Liberal hand, and open heart. Big with hosts of mighty name, Squadrons three against him came; This the force of Eirin hiding, Side by side as proudly riding, On her shadow long and gay Lochlin plows...
Página 255 - Death replies; "However, you still keep your eyes; And sure, to see one's loves and friends For legs and arms would make amends." "Perhaps," says Dobson, "so it might; But latterly I've lost my sight.
Página 245 - To purchase heaven has gold the power ? Can gold remove the mortal hour ? In life can love be bought with gold ? Are friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No— all that's worth a wish — a thought, Fair virtue gives unbrib'd, unbought.
Página 111 - Hence, avaunt, ('tis holy ground) 'Comus, and his midnight-crew, 'And Ignorance with looks profound, 'And dreaming Sloth of pallid hue, 'Mad Sedition's cry profane, 'Servitude that hugs her chain, 'Nor in these consecrated bowers 'Let painted Flatt'ry hide her serpent-train in flowers. CHORUS 'Nor Envy base, nor creeping Gain 'Dare the Muse's walk to stain, 'While bright-eyed Science watches round: 'Hence, away, 'tis holy Ground! RECITATIVE From yonder realms of empyrean day Bursts on my ear th...
Página 266 - And launch'd me into life without an oar. ' What had I loft, if conjugally kind, ' By nature hating, yet by vows confin'd, ' Untaught the matrimonial bounds to...
Página 62 - The guardian of their civil, sacred rights. How greatly welcome to the virtuous man Is death for others...