Smart, Wilkie, P. Whitehead, Fawkes, Lovibond, Harte, Langhorne, Goldsmith, Armstrong, JohnsonAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... Thou , who magnanimous could'st bear ON HER DOING MY VERSES THE HONOUR OF The sovereign thund'rer's arms in air , With all the wild variety of artless notes , [. OF ODES . IDLENESS . ODE I. GODDESS of ease , leave Lethe's brink ...
... Thou , who magnanimous could'st bear ON HER DOING MY VERSES THE HONOUR OF The sovereign thund'rer's arms in air , With all the wild variety of artless notes , [. OF ODES . IDLENESS . ODE I. GODDESS of ease , leave Lethe's brink ...
18 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Thou type of wit and sense confin'd , Cramp'd by the oppressors of the mind , Who study downward on the ground ; Type of the fall of Greece and Rome ; While more than mathematic gloom , Envelopes all around . ON THE SUDDEN DEATH OF A ...
... Thou type of wit and sense confin'd , Cramp'd by the oppressors of the mind , Who study downward on the ground ; Type of the fall of Greece and Rome ; While more than mathematic gloom , Envelopes all around . ON THE SUDDEN DEATH OF A ...
19 ÆäÀÌÁö
... thou vent thy spite , For ever cursing , and for ever curs'd , Of all th ' infernal crew the worst ; The worst in genius , measure and degree ; For envy , hatred , malice , are but parts of thee . Or would'st thou change the scene , and ...
... thou vent thy spite , For ever cursing , and for ever curs'd , Of all th ' infernal crew the worst ; The worst in genius , measure and degree ; For envy , hatred , malice , are but parts of thee . Or would'st thou change the scene , and ...
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... thou earn'st be- wail , Who canst not buy a vote , nor hast a soul for sale . " Oh Indignation , wherefore wert thou given , If drowsy Patience deaden all thy rage ? - Yet we must bear such is the will of Heaven ; And , Webster , so ...
... thou earn'st be- wail , Who canst not buy a vote , nor hast a soul for sale . " Oh Indignation , wherefore wert thou given , If drowsy Patience deaden all thy rage ? - Yet we must bear such is the will of Heaven ; And , Webster , so ...
23 ÆäÀÌÁö
... thou canst let him see A richer , riper fruit than he , A sweeter flow'r than May . ODE FOR MUSIC ON SAINT CECILIA'S DAY . Hanc Vos , Pierides festis cantate calendis , Et testudineâ , Phoebe superbe , lyrå Hoc solenne sacrum multos ...
... thou canst let him see A richer , riper fruit than he , A sweeter flow'r than May . ODE FOR MUSIC ON SAINT CECILIA'S DAY . Hanc Vos , Pierides festis cantate calendis , Et testudineâ , Phoebe superbe , lyrå Hoc solenne sacrum multos ...
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80 ÆäÀÌÁö - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
495 ÆäÀÌÁö - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
97 ÆäÀÌÁö - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain. And drinking largely sobers us again.
494 ÆäÀÌÁö - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly!
494 ÆäÀÌÁö - All but yon widowed, solitary thing, That feebly bends beside the plashy spring ; She, wretched matron — forced in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread...
494 ÆäÀÌÁö - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
502 ÆäÀÌÁö - Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see, Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restor'd to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And ev'ry care resign: And shall we never, never part, My life, — my all that's mine. "No, never, from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
495 ÆäÀÌÁö - Has robb'd the neighbouring fields of half their growth; His seat, where solitary sports are seen, Indignant spurns the cottage from the green; Around the world each needful product flies, For all the luxuries the world supplies; While thus the land, adorn'd for pleasure all, In barren splendour feebly waits the fall.
495 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
495 ÆäÀÌÁö - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.