The seraph, a collection of divine hymns and poems from the best authorsR. Fleming and sold by Yair and Fleming, 1754 - 265 páginas |
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... dead ? " Tis as if they who float along the main , T'ofs'd and retofs'd , but can't the harbour gain , Should pity thofe they faw blown fafely o'er , Free from the ftorms , and caft upon the shore . Well then , dear foul , fince death ...
... dead ? " Tis as if they who float along the main , T'ofs'd and retofs'd , but can't the harbour gain , Should pity thofe they faw blown fafely o'er , Free from the ftorms , and caft upon the shore . Well then , dear foul , fince death ...
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... dead : ah ! I can add no more , The killing wound renews , augments my fore . Sylvia . Lucinda dead ! alas , what do I hear ! What fatal voice is this that ftrikes my ear ? Lucinda , lovely nymph , yet cruel too , Since you allow'd me ...
... dead : ah ! I can add no more , The killing wound renews , augments my fore . Sylvia . Lucinda dead ! alas , what do I hear ! What fatal voice is this that ftrikes my ear ? Lucinda , lovely nymph , yet cruel too , Since you allow'd me ...
Página 67
... dead ! Cloris . Down by the banks of an impetuous flood , Whole rifing waves infult the neighb'ring wood , The lovely shepherdess travers'd the rocks , In quest of her tray'd lambs and wand'ring flocks . But as fhe try'd to wrestle up ...
... dead ! Cloris . Down by the banks of an impetuous flood , Whole rifing waves infult the neighb'ring wood , The lovely shepherdess travers'd the rocks , In quest of her tray'd lambs and wand'ring flocks . But as fhe try'd to wrestle up ...
Página 68
... . Lucinda , ah ! Lucinda , we don't grieve That thou art dead , but that we can survive When thou art gone , that we should stay behind , And not be ftript with thee to naked mind . } The A The FAREWELL . By the fame . A. H ( 68 )
... . Lucinda , ah ! Lucinda , we don't grieve That thou art dead , but that we can survive When thou art gone , that we should stay behind , And not be ftript with thee to naked mind . } The A The FAREWELL . By the fame . A. H ( 68 )
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... dead . III . Methinks I hear of murthered men the voice , Mixt with the murtherers confused noise , ' Sound from the top of Calvary , My greedy eyes , fly up the hil , and fee Who ' tis hangs there the midmost of the three : Oh ! how ...
... dead . III . Methinks I hear of murthered men the voice , Mixt with the murtherers confused noise , ' Sound from the top of Calvary , My greedy eyes , fly up the hil , and fee Who ' tis hangs there the midmost of the three : Oh ! how ...
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Página 212 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began...
Página 210 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Página 34 - Hark! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers: Prepare the way! a God, a God appears! A God, a God! the vocal hills reply, The rocks proclaim th
Página 105 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Página 212 - Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars with deep amaze, Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence, And will not take their flight, For all the morning light, Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord Himself bespake, and bid them go...
Página 213 - Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.
Página 196 - Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Página 88 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 214 - Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould ; And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Página 110 - The mean, suspicious wretch, whose bolted door Ne'er mov'd in duty to the wandering poor ; With him I left the cup, to teach his mind That Heaven can bless, if mortals will be kind.