The Nursery Garland: Being a Selection of Short, Classical Poems, Adapted to Very Early Youth; Respectfully Inscribed to the Mothers of FamiliesJ. Harris, 1801 - Počet stran: 172 |
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... young Children , it may fafely be affirmed , that no fufficiently diverfified col- lection of chafte and claffical poetry has yet appeared , which is in every respect adapted to that period of life which paffes between infantine ...
... young Children , it may fafely be affirmed , that no fufficiently diverfified col- lection of chafte and claffical poetry has yet appeared , which is in every respect adapted to that period of life which paffes between infantine ...
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... Young 142 144 Dr. Johnson 195 Thomson 146 .. Elegy to Pity Anon 147 • To Contentment Mavor 149 Nothing Formed in Vain Thomson 151 Ode to Peace Cowper 152 The Twenty - fifth Chapter of Job Paraphrased Pitt 158 A Birth - Day Thought On ...
... Young 142 144 Dr. Johnson 195 Thomson 146 .. Elegy to Pity Anon 147 • To Contentment Mavor 149 Nothing Formed in Vain Thomson 151 Ode to Peace Cowper 152 The Twenty - fifth Chapter of Job Paraphrased Pitt 158 A Birth - Day Thought On ...
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... young ; 7 Grace will preserve our following years , And make our virtue ftrong . To thee , almighty God , to thee , Our childhood we refign ; ' Twill please us to look back and fee That our whole lives were thine . Let the fweet work of ...
... young ; 7 Grace will preserve our following years , And make our virtue ftrong . To thee , almighty God , to thee , Our childhood we refign ; ' Twill please us to look back and fee That our whole lives were thine . Let the fweet work of ...
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... young leaves about her ears , And fill'd her with a thousand fears , Left the 60 THE NURSERY GARLAND . Mrs Roque Young Graves.
... young leaves about her ears , And fill'd her with a thousand fears , Left the 60 THE NURSERY GARLAND . Mrs Roque Young Graves.
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... young who labour , and the old who reft . Is any fick ; the Man of Rofs relieves , Prefcribes , attends , the med'cine makes , and gives . Is there a variance ? Enter but his door , Balk'd are the courts , and conteft is no more ...
... young who labour , and the old who reft . Is any fick ; the Man of Rofs relieves , Prefcribes , attends , the med'cine makes , and gives . Is there a variance ? Enter but his door , Balk'd are the courts , and conteft is no more ...
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ANWYLL beams beauty Belfield beſt blaſt bleffings bleft blifs bloom bofom breaſt breath caft canker-worm charms Churchill crown'd darkneſs dear delight dwell earth EDMUND EDWARD Elinor eternal ev'ry facred fafe fair fame fate fcene fear feek feems ferene fhade fhall fhine fhould figh filent fing fleep flower fmile foft fome fong foon foothe forrow foul ftar ftill ftore ftrain ftream fuch fupply furveys fweet glory grace hand happy heart Heaven hour Howard marks lefs light mind Miss Onslow misty mountains moffy morn mourn Mufe MYLO night nymph o'er paffions peace pity pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r praiſe pride purſue rife rill rofe round ſhade ſhall ſhare ſkies ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread Spring ſtill ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thou thouſand thro toil treaſure truth vale Virtue wakeful eye Whofe Wiſdom youth
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Strana 159 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Strana 103 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe.
Strana 158 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Strana 158 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Strana 89 - It is a period nowhere to be found In all the hoary registers of time, Unless perchance in the fool's calendar. Wisdom disclaims the word, nor" holds society With those who own it.
Strana 93 - How fair is the Rose ! what a beautiful flower ! The glory of April and May : But the leaves are beginning to fade in an hour, And they wither and die in a day. Yet the Rose has one powerful virtue to boast, Above all the flowers of the field ! When its leaves are all dead and...
Strana 116 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there, where to be born and die, Of rich and poor makes all the history ; Enough, that Virtue fill'd the space between ; Prov'd by the ends of being, to have been.
Strana 13 - I HATE that drum's discordant sound, Parading round, and round, and round : To thoughtless youth it pleasure yields, And lures from cities and from fields, To sell their liberty for charms Of tawdry lace and glittering arms ; And when Ambition's voice commands, To march, and fight, and fall in foreign lands.
Strana 121 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Strana 115 - Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain.