Lady's Poetical Magazine, Or Beauties of British Poetry, Volumen3Harrison and Company, 1782 |
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... ' ev'ry clime , o'er ev'ry region pass'd No paradife or ruin ' fcap'd my fight , Hefperian garden , or Cimmerian wafte . Оп On Avon's banks I lit , whose streams appear To 52 BEAUTIES OF POETRY . The Tomb of Shakespeare.
... ' ev'ry clime , o'er ev'ry region pass'd No paradife or ruin ' fcap'd my fight , Hefperian garden , or Cimmerian wafte . Оп On Avon's banks I lit , whose streams appear To 52 BEAUTIES OF POETRY . The Tomb of Shakespeare.
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... fight ! My frozen limbs pale Terror chains , And in wild eddies wheels my brains My icy blood forgets to roll , And Death e'en feems to feize my foul . What What facred power , what healing art , Shall bid 58 BEAUTIES OF POETRY . Hymn ...
... fight ! My frozen limbs pale Terror chains , And in wild eddies wheels my brains My icy blood forgets to roll , And Death e'en feems to feize my foul . What What facred power , what healing art , Shall bid 58 BEAUTIES OF POETRY . Hymn ...
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... fight • The combat fwims - Yet Hengift's veft I claim , as victor's right . ? : Brave Hengift's fall the Saxons faw , And all in terror fled . The bowmen to his caftle gates The bold Sir Elmer led ... Oh ! wash my wounds , my fifter ...
... fight • The combat fwims - Yet Hengift's veft I claim , as victor's right . ? : Brave Hengift's fall the Saxons faw , And all in terror fled . The bowmen to his caftle gates The bold Sir Elmer led ... Oh ! wash my wounds , my fifter ...
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... fight . The finew'd ftrong - bows were by Rod❜rick led , Men who ne'er drew the twanging ftring in vain ; • Wide spread the pikes , with David at their head , ⚫ And brave Llewellyn led the dauntless main . • These drew their keen ...
... fight . The finew'd ftrong - bows were by Rod❜rick led , Men who ne'er drew the twanging ftring in vain ; • Wide spread the pikes , with David at their head , ⚫ And brave Llewellyn led the dauntless main . • These drew their keen ...
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... fight once more , • Ere the dull bat forfook the dawn of day . ' And now th ' enfeebled Bard , by toil subdu'd , Indulgence claim'd , ere he his ftrain renew'd ; The grateful baron gave him loud applause , And thanks and waffel fill'd ...
... fight once more , • Ere the dull bat forfook the dawn of day . ' And now th ' enfeebled Bard , by toil subdu'd , Indulgence claim'd , ere he his ftrain renew'd ; The grateful baron gave him loud applause , And thanks and waffel fill'd ...
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Página 381 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 111 - As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air Which to those who journey near Barren, brown and rough appear: Still we tread the same coarse way; The present's still a cloudy day.
Página 21 - Shall through the gloomy vale attend, And cheer our dying breath ; Shall, when all other comforts cease, .Like a kind angel whisper peace, And smooth the bed of death.
Página 86 - Give ample room, and verge enough The characters of hell to trace. Mark the year, and mark the night, When Severn shall re-echo with affright The shrieks of death, through Berkley's roof that ring...
Página 33 - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As musing slow I hail Thy genial loved return. For when thy folding-star * arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours, and Elves 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.
Página 86 - No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land ; With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
Página 33 - And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Página 201 - In heaps on heaps; one fate o'erwhelms them all. The Knave of Diamonds tries his wily arts. And wins (oh shameful chance!) the Queen of Hearts. At this, the blood the virgin's cheek forsook, A livid paleness spreads o'er all her look; She sees, and trembles at th
Página 382 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Página 201 - He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts...