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Page 79
No monarch shares my kind embrace ; Much less , by pride or int ' rest drawn , "
There ' s scarce a monarch knows my face ; Sigh for the mitre and the lawn . '
Content shuns courts , and oftner dwells | Observe the secrets of my art , With ...
No monarch shares my kind embrace ; Much less , by pride or int ' rest drawn , "
There ' s scarce a monarch knows my face ; Sigh for the mitre and the lawn . '
Content shuns courts , and oftner dwells | Observe the secrets of my art , With ...
Page 82
When sorrows swell the tempest high , To view her various thoughts that rise ,
Thou , a kind port , art always nigh ; She holds a mirror to her eyes ; For aching
hearts a sov ' reign cure , The mirror , faithful to its charge , Not soft nepenthe *
half ...
When sorrows swell the tempest high , To view her various thoughts that rise ,
Thou , a kind port , art always nigh ; She holds a mirror to her eyes ; For aching
hearts a sov ' reign cure , The mirror , faithful to its charge , Not soft nepenthe *
half ...
Page 127
The rarious kinds of grief ; the faults of age ; And to forget it , the chief aim of life ; .
“ And Death ' s dread character invite mysong . ... of Mistaken kindness ! our
hearts heal too soon . Death . Are they more kind than He who struck the blow ?
The rarious kinds of grief ; the faults of age ; And to forget it , the chief aim of life ; .
“ And Death ' s dread character invite mysong . ... of Mistaken kindness ! our
hearts heal too soon . Death . Are they more kind than He who struck the blow ?
Page 173
In moral lectures treat the case , Thus , Fable to the human kind Say this is honest
, that is base ; . Presents an image of the mind ; In conversation none will bear it ;
It is a mirror , where we spy And for the pupil , few come near ' it . At large our ...
In moral lectures treat the case , Thus , Fable to the human kind Say this is honest
, that is base ; . Presents an image of the mind ; In conversation none will bear it ;
It is a mirror , where we spy And for the pupil , few come near ' it . At large our ...
Page 180
O deemest ihou indeed The native honors of the human soul , No kind
endearment here by nature given Vor so effac ' d the image of its sire . To niutual
terror and compassion ' s tears ? No sweetly - melting softness which attracts , | $
307 .
O deemest ihou indeed The native honors of the human soul , No kind
endearment here by nature given Vor so effac ' d the image of its sire . To niutual
terror and compassion ' s tears ? No sweetly - melting softness which attracts , | $
307 .
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Page 252 - Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease : Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caus'd himself to rise ; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer ; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike...
Page 198 - And many a gambol frolick'd o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round. And still, as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove.
Page 115 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 282 - And o'er-informed the tenement of clay. A daring pilot in extremity, Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high, He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit. Great wits are sure to madness near allied And thin partitions do their bounds divide; Else, why should he, with wealth and honor blest, Refuse his age the needful hours of rest?
Page 115 - And that through every stage ; when young, indeed, In full content we sometimes nobly rest, Unanxious for ourselves, and only wish As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Page 475 - Big with the vanity of state ; But transient is the smile of Fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sun-beam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Page 198 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labor free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round.
Page 198 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Page 22 - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike th' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 475 - Ethiop's arm. See on the mountain's southern side, Where the prospect opens wide, Where the evening gilds the tide, How close and small the hedges lie, What streaks of meadows cross the eye! A step methinks may pass the stream, So little distant dangers seem; So we mistake the future's face Eyed through Hope's deluding glass; As yon...