Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and to Comprise in One Volume the Beauties of English PoetryB. Crosby and Company, 1804 - Počet stran: 256 |
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Strana 12
... husband cry'd : " Young as I am ! ' tis monstrous hard ! Besides , in truth , I'm not prepar'd : My thoughts on other matters go , This is my wedding night , you know . " What more he urg'd I have not heard , His 12 SELECT POEMS .
... husband cry'd : " Young as I am ! ' tis monstrous hard ! Besides , in truth , I'm not prepar'd : My thoughts on other matters go , This is my wedding night , you know . " What more he urg'd I have not heard , His 12 SELECT POEMS .
Strana 13
... course , And smok'd his pipe , and strok'd his horse , The willing Muse shall tell : He chaffer'd then , he bought , he sold , Nor once perceiv'd his growing old , Nor thought of Death as near ; His friends not SELECT POEMS . 13.
... course , And smok'd his pipe , and strok'd his horse , The willing Muse shall tell : He chaffer'd then , he bought , he sold , Nor once perceiv'd his growing old , Nor thought of Death as near ; His friends not SELECT POEMS . 13.
Strana 14
... thought of Death as near ; His friends not false , his wife no shrew , Many his gains , his children few , He pass'd his hours in peace : But while he view'd his wealth increase , While thus along Life's dusty road The beaten track ...
... thought of Death as near ; His friends not false , his wife no shrew , Many his gains , his children few , He pass'd his hours in peace : But while he view'd his wealth increase , While thus along Life's dusty road The beaten track ...
Strana 15
... thought you'd still be able To stump about your farm and stable ; Your years have run to a great length , I wish you joy , though , of your strength . " " Hold , " says the farmer , " not so fast , I have been lame this four years past ...
... thought you'd still be able To stump about your farm and stable ; Your years have run to a great length , I wish you joy , though , of your strength . " " Hold , " says the farmer , " not so fast , I have been lame this four years past ...
Strana 21
... thoughts the gentle swain inspire , And with a dying softness tune the lyre ; Echo the vernal music of the woods ... thought , She reach'd the swelling , caught the flying note ; In trembling treble , now in solemn bass , She show'd ...
... thoughts the gentle swain inspire , And with a dying softness tune the lyre ; Echo the vernal music of the woods ... thought , She reach'd the swelling , caught the flying note ; In trembling treble , now in solemn bass , She show'd ...
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beauteous beauty behold BLAGDON bless blest bliss bloom blush bosom breast breath CEPHISUS charms cheer Crazy Jane cries dear death delight divine dwell E'en earth ev'ry FABLE fair fairie fancy fate fear flow flower fond gales gentle glory glow grace grove Hackthorn hand happy hear heart Heaven holy honour hour Hymen Langhorne life's light Lincolnshire live lyre maid MATILDA BETHAM meads mind morn mourn Muse Musidora Nature's night night raven nymph o'er pain passion peace Philomela pity plain pleas'd pleasure pow'r praise pride rest rise RIVER TWEED ROBERT FARREN rose round scenes shade shepherd shine sigh sight sings skies smiling soft song sorrow soul sound spring Strymon sublunary sphere swain sweet tale tear tender thee thine thou thought train trembling Twas vale virgin vision virtue voice wings youth
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Strana 170 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Strana 173 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Strana 168 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Strana 56 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave, With pliant arm, thy glassy wave...
Strana 169 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all...
Strana 79 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds 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...
Strana 116 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Strana 24 - From seeming Evil still educing Good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Strana 109 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Strana 134 - With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise : Join voices, all ye living souls ; ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise...