The Deserted Village, Traveller, and Miscellaneous PoemsH. Richardson, Jr., 1819 - 108ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... praise ; Yes , these survive to time's remotest day ; While drops the bust , and mouruful tombs decay . Reader , if number'd in the muse's train , Go , tune the lyre , and imitate his strain But , if no poet thou , reverse the plan ...
... praise ; Yes , these survive to time's remotest day ; While drops the bust , and mouruful tombs decay . Reader , if number'd in the muse's train , Go , tune the lyre , and imitate his strain But , if no poet thou , reverse the plan ...
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... praise . At church , with meek and unaffected grace , His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway , And fools , who came to scoff , remain'd to pray . The service past , around the pious man ...
... praise . At church , with meek and unaffected grace , His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway , And fools , who came to scoff , remain'd to pray . The service past , around the pious man ...
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... praises due ; If few their wants , their pleasures are but few ; For every want that stimulates the breast , Becomes a source of pleasure when redrest , Whence from such lands each pleasing science flies , That first excites desire and ...
... praises due ; If few their wants , their pleasures are but few ; For every want that stimulates the breast , Becomes a source of pleasure when redrest , Whence from such lands each pleasing science flies , That first excites desire and ...
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... praise my wondrous pow- er , And dance , forgetful of the noon - tide hour . Alike all ages ; dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze ; And the gay grandsire , skill'd in gestic lore , Has frisk'd beneath ...
... praise my wondrous pow- er , And dance , forgetful of the noon - tide hour . Alike all ages ; dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze ; And the gay grandsire , skill'd in gestic lore , Has frisk'd beneath ...
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... praise ; They please , are pleas'd ; they give to get esteem , Till seeming biest , they grow to what they seem . But while this softer art their bliss supplies , It gives their follies also room to rise ; ; For praise too dearly lov'd ...
... praise ; They please , are pleas'd ; they give to get esteem , Till seeming biest , they grow to what they seem . But while this softer art their bliss supplies , It gives their follies also room to rise ; ; For praise too dearly lov'd ...
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24 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now lost to all — her friends, her virtue fled — Near her betrayer's door she lays her head, And, pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel, and robes of country brown.
36 ÆäÀÌÁö - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.
37 ÆäÀÌÁö - As some lone miser, visiting his store, Bends at his treasure, counts, re-counts it o'er; Hoards after hoards his rising raptures fill, Yet still he sighs, for hoards are wanting still...
20 ÆäÀÌÁö - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
35 ÆäÀÌÁö - Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
21 ÆäÀÌÁö - The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door: The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree ; While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old...
26 ÆäÀÌÁö - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe. But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wish'd for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for a father's arms.
69 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here Cumberland lies, having acted his parts, The Terence of England, the mender of hearts; A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - Those healthful sports that graced the peaceful scene, Lived in each look, and brightened all the green — These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more.