The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen9Robert Anderson Arch, 1795 |
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... fweet odours to the skies ! ODE TO WISDOM . BY THE SAME . Ou , Pallas ! I invoke thy aid ! Vouchsafe to hear a wretched maid , By tender love depreft ; " Tis just that thou should'st heal the smart Inflicted by the subtle art , And calm ...
... fweet odours to the skies ! ODE TO WISDOM . BY THE SAME . Ou , Pallas ! I invoke thy aid ! Vouchsafe to hear a wretched maid , By tender love depreft ; " Tis just that thou should'st heal the smart Inflicted by the subtle art , And calm ...
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... fweet meander , Which might be fuck'd up by a gander , Could he but force his nether bill To fcoop the channel of the rill : For fure you'd make a mighty clutter , Were it as big as city - gutter . Next come 1 to your kitchen - garden ...
... fweet meander , Which might be fuck'd up by a gander , Could he but force his nether bill To fcoop the channel of the rill : For fure you'd make a mighty clutter , Were it as big as city - gutter . Next come 1 to your kitchen - garden ...
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... fweet lives beneath th ' unfathom'd deep . The frighted fither , with defponding eyes , Though lafe , yet trembling in the harbour lies , Nor hoping to behold the skies ferene , Wearies with vows the monarch of the main . UPON THE ...
... fweet lives beneath th ' unfathom'd deep . The frighted fither , with defponding eyes , Though lafe , yet trembling in the harbour lies , Nor hoping to behold the skies ferene , Wearies with vows the monarch of the main . UPON THE ...
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... fweet - heart , drunk or fober : Not that I know his reverence was ever concern'd to my knowledge , Though you and your come - rogues keep him out fo late in your college . You fay you will eat grafs on his grave : a chrif- tian eat ...
... fweet - heart , drunk or fober : Not that I know his reverence was ever concern'd to my knowledge , Though you and your come - rogues keep him out fo late in your college . You fay you will eat grafs on his grave : a chrif- tian eat ...
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... fweet Canterbury , Or with a down , a high down derry . No victory he ever got By joggling , joggling , joggling trot ; No Mute harmonious entertains Rough , roiftering , ruftic , roaring strains . Nor fhall you twine the crackling bays ...
... fweet Canterbury , Or with a down , a high down derry . No victory he ever got By joggling , joggling , joggling trot ; No Mute harmonious entertains Rough , roiftering , ruftic , roaring strains . Nor fhall you twine the crackling bays ...
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Página 142 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall : (I wish I knew what king to call.) Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Página 213 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Página 365 - To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven.
Página 539 - Beautiful in various dyes : The gloomy pine, the poplar blue, The yellow beech, the sable yew, The slender fir, that taper grows, The sturdy oak with broad-spread boughs.
Página 23 - Now angry Somerset her vengeance vows On Swift's reproaches for her From her red locks her mouth with venom fills, And thence into the royal ear instils. The queen, incensed, his services forgot, Leaves him a victim to the vengeful Scot. Now through the realm a proclamation spread* To fix a price on his devoted head; "While, innocent, he scorns ignoble flight, His watchful friends preserve him by a sleight.
Página 512 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Página 509 - Till, faint and weak, Secander thus began : SECANDER. O stay thee, Agib, for my feet deny, No longer friendly to my life, to fly. Friend of my heart, O turn thee <* Trace our sad flight through all its length of way...
Página 186 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Página 367 - Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide; All without thy care or payment: All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be, When from heaven He descended And became a child like thee! Soft and easy is thy cradle: Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay, When His birthplace was a stable And His softest bed was hay.
Página 514 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.