A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Parnell. Garth. Rowe. Addison. Hughes. Sheffield. Prior. Congreve. Blackmore. Fenton. Granville. YaldenJohn & Arthur Arch, ... and for Bell & Bradfute & I. Mundell & Company, Edinburgh., 1795 |
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... soul : In vain the circled loaves attempt to lie Conceal'd in flaskets from my curious eye . In vain the tripe that boafts the whiteft hue , In vain the gilded bacon fhuns my view , In vain the cheefes , off - pring of the pail , Or ...
... soul : In vain the circled loaves attempt to lie Conceal'd in flaskets from my curious eye . In vain the tripe that boafts the whiteft hue , In vain the gilded bacon fhuns my view , In vain the cheefes , off - pring of the pail , Or ...
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... soul , And shook his facred head , that shook the pole . Then thus to all the gazing powers began The fire of gods , and frogs , and mice , and man : What feas of blood I view ! what worlds of flain ! An Iliad rifing from a day's ...
... soul , And shook his facred head , that shook the pole . Then thus to all the gazing powers began The fire of gods , and frogs , and mice , and man : What feas of blood I view ! what worlds of flain ! An Iliad rifing from a day's ...
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... Souls tun'd for praising to the temple bring , And thus amidst the sacred music fing ; Hail , Piety ! triumphant ... soul , Through moving lips her ftill devotion ftole : As filent waters glide through parted trees , Whose branches ...
... Souls tun'd for praising to the temple bring , And thus amidst the sacred music fing ; Hail , Piety ! triumphant ... soul , Through moving lips her ftill devotion ftole : As filent waters glide through parted trees , Whose branches ...
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... soul , in one accord , Let all that is within me praise the Lord ; O praise the Lord , my foul , and ever strive To keep the fweet remembrances alive . Still raife the kind affections of thine heart , Raise every grateful word to bear a ...
... soul , in one accord , Let all that is within me praise the Lord ; O praise the Lord , my foul , and ever strive To keep the fweet remembrances alive . Still raife the kind affections of thine heart , Raise every grateful word to bear a ...
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... soul . ' Tis by the means they facred words fupply , | That mankind live , but in peculiar I ; A fecond grant thy mercy pleas'd to give , And my rais'd fpirits doubly feem to live . Behold the time ! when peace adorn'd my reign , ' Twas ...
... soul . ' Tis by the means they facred words fupply , | That mankind live , but in peculiar I ; A fecond grant thy mercy pleas'd to give , And my rais'd fpirits doubly feem to live . Behold the time ! when peace adorn'd my reign , ' Twas ...
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Page 5 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Page 295 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...
Page 310 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 472 - ... or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
Page 211 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
Page 237 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Page 130 - Then to her new love let her go, And deck her in golden array, Be finest at...
Page 414 - To John I ow'd great obligation ; But John unhappily thought fit To publish it to all the nation : Sure John and I are more than quit.
Page 224 - Which of the two to choose, slavery or death ! No, let us rise at once, gird on our swords, And, at the head of our remaining troops, Attack the foe, break through the thick array Of his throng"d legions, and charge home upon him.
Page 6 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...