Poems for Young Ladies: In Three Parts : Devotional, Moral, and Entertaining : the Whole Being a Collection of the Best Pieces in Our LanguageWilliam Davenhill, 1770 - 248 pages |
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... and a world on flame . Thou , whofe hands the bolted thunder form , Whose wings the whirlwind , and whofe breath the ftorm : 2 Tremen Tremendous God ! this wond'ring bofom raife , And warm 66 FOR POEMS The Day of Judgment, by Mr Ogilvie.
... and a world on flame . Thou , whofe hands the bolted thunder form , Whose wings the whirlwind , and whofe breath the ftorm : 2 Tremen Tremendous God ! this wond'ring bofom raife , And warm 66 FOR POEMS The Day of Judgment, by Mr Ogilvie.
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... whose waves with lucid radiance glow , Not finer tints imprefs the fhow'ry bow , The fountain bubbling thro ' the moss - clad hill , And wand'ring wild the fweetly - tinkling rill . Then o'er the champaign's broider'd lawns we ftray ...
... whose waves with lucid radiance glow , Not finer tints imprefs the fhow'ry bow , The fountain bubbling thro ' the moss - clad hill , And wand'ring wild the fweetly - tinkling rill . Then o'er the champaign's broider'd lawns we ftray ...
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... Whose rifing foul purfues a nobler flight ; " Whose bosom melts with more refin'd delight ; " Whose " Whofe thoughts , elate with transports all fublime , 88 FOR POEMS.
... Whose rifing foul purfues a nobler flight ; " Whose bosom melts with more refin'd delight ; " Whose " Whofe thoughts , elate with transports all fublime , 88 FOR POEMS.
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... Whose nightly plunders thin'd the fold , Contemplating his ill - fpent life , And cloy'd with thefts , would take a wife . His purpose known , the favage race , In num'rous crowds , attend the place ; For why , a mighty wolf he was ...
... Whose nightly plunders thin'd the fold , Contemplating his ill - fpent life , And cloy'd with thefts , would take a wife . His purpose known , the favage race , In num'rous crowds , attend the place ; For why , a mighty wolf he was ...
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... Whose foul , entire by him the loves poffefs'd , Feels ev'ry vanity in fondnefs loft , And asks no pow'r , but that of pleafing moft : Her's is the blifs in juft return to prove The honeft warmth of undiffembled love ; For her ...
... Whose foul , entire by him the loves poffefs'd , Feels ev'ry vanity in fondnefs loft , And asks no pow'r , but that of pleafing moft : Her's is the blifs in juft return to prove The honeft warmth of undiffembled love ; For her ...
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Page 34 - The rocks proclaim th' approaching Deity. Lo, Earth receives him from the bending skies! Sink down, ye mountains! and ye valleys, rise! With heads declined, ye cedars, homage pay! Be smooth, ye rocks! ye rapid floods, give way! The Saviour comes! by ancient bards foretold: Hear him, ye deaf! and all ye blind, behold!
Page 227 - GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Page 39 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Page 39 - Let not this weak unknowing hand Presume Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge Thy foe. If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way...
Page 33 - Aonian maids, Delight no more — O Thou my voice inspire Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire! Rapt into future times the bard begun: A Virgin shall conceive — a Virgin bear a Son ! From Jesse's root behold a Branch arise Whose sacred flower with fragrance fills the skies: Th' Ethereal Spirit o'er its leaves shall move, And on its top descends the mystic Dove.
Page 31 - 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. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
Page 63 - Has made my cup run o'er, And in a kind and faithful friend Has doubled all my store.
Page 64 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 30 - 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.
Page 42 - Lead it through various scenes of life and death, And from each scene the noblest truths inspire.