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... Barley Mow ; And when a Lady's in the Case , You know all other Things give Place . To leave you thus might seem unkind ; But fee the Goat is just behind . The The Goat remark'd her Pulfe was high , Her languid [ 54 ]
... Barley Mow ; And when a Lady's in the Case , You know all other Things give Place . To leave you thus might seem unkind ; But fee the Goat is just behind . The The Goat remark'd her Pulfe was high , Her languid [ 54 ]
95 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Barley in our next Field has been con- fumed to Ashes . Would to GOD that this Heap of Barley had been all that had perished ! For unhappily beneath this little Shelter fat two much more conftant Lovers than ever were found in Romance ...
... Barley in our next Field has been con- fumed to Ashes . Would to GOD that this Heap of Barley had been all that had perished ! For unhappily beneath this little Shelter fat two much more conftant Lovers than ever were found in Romance ...
96 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Barley . John , who never feparated from her , fat down by her Side , having raked to gether two or three Heaps , the better to fecure her from the Storm . Immediately there was heard fo loud a Crack , as if Heaven had split afunder ...
... Barley . John , who never feparated from her , fat down by her Side , having raked to gether two or three Heaps , the better to fecure her from the Storm . Immediately there was heard fo loud a Crack , as if Heaven had split afunder ...
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105 ÆäÀÌÁö - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
60 ÆäÀÌÁö - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
102 ÆäÀÌÁö - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th
14 ÆäÀÌÁö - All discord, harmony not understood ; All partial evil, universal good : And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, WHATEVER is, is RIGHT.
106 ÆäÀÌÁö - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow.
101 ÆäÀÌÁö - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
30 ÆäÀÌÁö - Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus, prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
9 ÆäÀÌÁö - The swain in barren deserts with surprise Sees lilies spring, and sudden verdure rise ; And starts, amidst the thirsty wilds to hear New falls of water murmuring in his ear. On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes, The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods.
103 ÆäÀÌÁö - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne. And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
19 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.