A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]., Volume 1J. Hughes, 1755 |
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... e'er gave , Await alike th ' inevitable hour . The paths of glory lead but to the grave . Nor you , ye Proud , impute to These the fault , If Mem'ry o'er their Tomb no Trophies raise , Where thro ' the long - drawn ifle and fretted ...
... e'er gave , Await alike th ' inevitable hour . The paths of glory lead but to the grave . Nor you , ye Proud , impute to These the fault , If Mem'ry o'er their Tomb no Trophies raise , Where thro ' the long - drawn ifle and fretted ...
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... to dumb Forgetfulness a prey , This pleasing anxious being e'er refign'd , Left the warm precincts of the chearful day , Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind ? On On some fond breast the parting foul relies , Some [ 4 ]
... to dumb Forgetfulness a prey , This pleasing anxious being e'er refign'd , Left the warm precincts of the chearful day , Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind ? On On some fond breast the parting foul relies , Some [ 4 ]
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... e'er rekindle love in thee ? Can nothing e'er extinguish it in me ? That I could tear thee from this injur'd breast ! And where you gave my person , give the rest , At once to grant and punish thy request . That I could place thy worthy ...
... e'er rekindle love in thee ? Can nothing e'er extinguish it in me ? That I could tear thee from this injur'd breast ! And where you gave my person , give the rest , At once to grant and punish thy request . That I could place thy worthy ...
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... e'er obey'd , Which Pride invented , and Oppression made ? And whilst self - licens'd through the world you rove , To quicken appetite by change in love ; Each passion sated , and each wish possess'd , 1 That Lust can urge , or Fancy ...
... e'er obey'd , Which Pride invented , and Oppression made ? And whilst self - licens'd through the world you rove , To quicken appetite by change in love ; Each passion sated , and each wish possess'd , 1 That Lust can urge , or Fancy ...
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... e'er felt , or falshood e'er profess'd . This flile unusual to thy pride appears , For truth's This [ 105 ] Yet thus far to my conduct thanks are due, ...
... e'er felt , or falshood e'er profess'd . This flile unusual to thy pride appears , For truth's This [ 105 ] Yet thus far to my conduct thanks are due, ...
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beneath blaſt bleſt bliſs bloom boſom bow'r breast bright cauſe charms cloſe dæmons deſcend diſtant e'er eaſe Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair falſe fame fate figh filent firſt flow'rs folemn fong forrow foul freſh grace grove heart heav'n honour inſpire inſtruct juſt laſt leſs lov'd lyre maid mind moſt mourn Muſe muſt ne'er night nymphs o'er pain paſſion paſt peace penſive plain pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pow'r praiſe preſent pride purſue raiſe reaſon reſt riſe roſe ſacred ſage ſay ſcarce ſcene ſcorn ſee ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhed ſhepherd ſhine ſhore ſhould ſhow ſigh ſkies ſky ſmile ſoft ſome ſong ſpeak ſpirits ſpread ſpring Squire ſtand ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtore ſtrain ſtream ſuch ſwain ſweet ſwell ſword taſte tears thee theſe thoſe thou thro toil train tranſport vale verſe virtue waſte Whilſt whoſe wiſh youth
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Página 2 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Página 5 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite 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 church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay. Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 4 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Página 1 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Página 159 - The robes of pleasure and the veils of woe: All aid the farce, and all thy mirth maintain, Whose joys are causeless, or whose griefs are vain. Such was the scorn that...
Página 162 - Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee...
Página 2 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 160 - At length his sov'reign frowns — the train of state Mark the keen glance, and watch the sign to hate.
Página 5 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 260 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.