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A Collection of Poems: Occasionally Writ on Several Subjects
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Página viii - ... wing, (Her guide now lost) no more attempts to rise, But in low numbers short excursions tries: Content, if hence, th...
Página vi - Ten cenfure wrong, for one who writes amifs ; A fool might once himfelf alone expofe, Now one in verfe makes many more in profe. Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go juft alike, yet each believes his own.
Página 154 - Flocks, fecms to be the firft Employment of Mankind, the moft antient Sort of Poetry, was probably Paftoral : 'Tis natural to imagine, that the Leifure of thofe antient Shepherds requiring fome Diverfion, none was fo proper to that folitary Life, as finging, and that in their Songs, they took Occafion...
Página 101 - No doleful fighs in airy circles rove, But all be rapture, blifs, and joy and love ; Without a ruffle, ev'ry moment flow, More gentle than the fofteft breezes blow.
Página xv - Rofes in Hedges, King-cups on the green, Birds in the Woods, and Larks upon the Skies, Say, is't not Spring that makes you all rejoyce?
Página 33 - Swell'd to my Eyes, and melted out in Tears; " My trembling Limbs could fcarce my Weight fuftain, " And Life furpriz'd, ftood paufing with the Pain.
Página 30 - Place for Contemplation, or for Care, To lift the Soul, or pour out fad DeJpair ! And And here lay Cc///'», haplefs Swain!