Extracts, Elegant, Instructive, and Entertaining, in Poetry, Svazek 1Vicesimus Knox Rivington, 1791 |
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Strana 4
... o'er our head Its all - enlivening influence fhed . What joy my confcious heart o'er flows ! Not fuch th ' exulting lab'rer knows , To Thee direct its longing eye : To Thee , whom nought obfcur'd by flaiu Can pleafe ; whofe doors to ...
... o'er our head Its all - enlivening influence fhed . What joy my confcious heart o'er flows ! Not fuch th ' exulting lab'rer knows , To Thee direct its longing eye : To Thee , whom nought obfcur'd by flaiu Can pleafe ; whofe doors to ...
Strana 5
... o'er distant worlds extends , Whofe glory heav'n's vast height tranfcends . From infants Thou canft strength upraise , And form their lifping tongues to praise : By thefe the vengeance - breathing Foe Thy mightier terrors taught to know ...
... o'er distant worlds extends , Whofe glory heav'n's vast height tranfcends . From infants Thou canft strength upraise , And form their lifping tongues to praise : By thefe the vengeance - breathing Foe Thy mightier terrors taught to know ...
Strana 10
... o'er waves , and feas o'er feas arife . Around in heaps the liftening furges ftand , Mute and obfervant of the high command . Congeal'd with fear attends the watery train , Rous'd from the fecret chambers of the main . With favage joy ...
... o'er waves , and feas o'er feas arife . Around in heaps the liftening furges ftand , Mute and obfervant of the high command . Congeal'd with fear attends the watery train , Rous'd from the fecret chambers of the main . With favage joy ...
Strana 11
... o'er their heads the watery net . He freed the ocean from his fecret chain , [ main . And on each hand difcharg'd the thundering The loofen'd billows burft from every side , And whelm the war and warriors in the tide ; But on each hand ...
... o'er their heads the watery net . He freed the ocean from his fecret chain , [ main . And on each hand difcharg'd the thundering The loofen'd billows burft from every side , And whelm the war and warriors in the tide ; But on each hand ...
Strana 12
... o'er the wide campaign , Imbibes the filver furge , with heat oppreft , To cool the fever of his glowing breaft . [ pride , Here rifing boughs , adorn'd with fummer's Project their waving umbrage o'er the tide ; While , gently perching ...
... o'er the wide campaign , Imbibes the filver furge , with heat oppreft , To cool the fever of his glowing breaft . [ pride , Here rifing boughs , adorn'd with fummer's Project their waving umbrage o'er the tide ; While , gently perching ...
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Strana 22 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Strana 22 - And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Strana 188 - Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Strana 443 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Strana 215 - With too much spirit to be e'er at ease; With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Strana 210 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Strana 14 - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Strana 19 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge thy foe.
Strana 205 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Strana 33 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.