The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 53–54. köideSamuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Spreads around beneath the fight . Old caftles on the cliffs arife , Proudly towering in the skies ! Rufhing from the ... spread boughs , And beyond the purple grove , Haunt of Phyllis , Queen of Love ! Gaudy as the opening dawn , Lies a ...
... Spreads around beneath the fight . Old caftles on the cliffs arife , Proudly towering in the skies ! Rufhing from the ... spread boughs , And beyond the purple grove , Haunt of Phyllis , Queen of Love ! Gaudy as the opening dawn , Lies a ...
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... spread their branches wide In the dun ruins of its ample halls , t Appear but tufts ; as may whate'er is high Sink in comparison , minute and vile . Thele , and unnumber'd , yet their brows uplift , Rent of their graces ' ; as ...
... spread their branches wide In the dun ruins of its ample halls , t Appear but tufts ; as may whate'er is high Sink in comparison , minute and vile . Thele , and unnumber'd , yet their brows uplift , Rent of their graces ' ; as ...
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... spread like Ocean's boundless round , Where folitary Stonehenge , grey with mofs , Ruin of ages , nods : fuch too the leas And ruddy tilth , which fpiry Rofs beholds , From a green hilloc , o'er her lofty elms ; And Lemfter's brooky ...
... spread like Ocean's boundless round , Where folitary Stonehenge , grey with mofs , Ruin of ages , nods : fuch too the leas And ruddy tilth , which fpiry Rofs beholds , From a green hilloc , o'er her lofty elms ; And Lemfter's brooky ...
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... spread Through all thy glebe ; where no deceitful veins Of envious gravel lurk beneath the turf , To loose the creeping waters from their springs , Tainting the pafturage : and let thy fields . A feat of Lord Bateman . In Siluria , the ...
... spread Through all thy glebe ; where no deceitful veins Of envious gravel lurk beneath the turf , To loose the creeping waters from their springs , Tainting the pafturage : and let thy fields . A feat of Lord Bateman . In Siluria , the ...
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... spread Their duft faline upon the deepening grafs : And oft with labor - ftrengthen'd arm he delv'd The draining ... spreads her lap Beneath their rugged feet , and names their heghts Bifcaian or Segovian . Bothnic realms , And dark ...
... spread Their duft faline upon the deepening grafs : And oft with labor - ftrengthen'd arm he delv'd The draining ... spreads her lap Beneath their rugged feet , and names their heghts Bifcaian or Segovian . Bothnic realms , And dark ...
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Page 4 - But transient is the smile of Fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Page 6 - I lie ; While the wanton Zephyr sings. And in the vale perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep; While the birds unbounded fly, And with music fill the sky, Now, ev'n now. my joys run high.
Page 160 - Alas ! from the day that we met What hope of an end to my woes ? When I cannot endure to forget The glance that undid my repose. Yet time may diminish the pain : The flower, and the shrub, and the tree, Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain, In time may have comfort for me.
Page 158 - Thus glide the foft numbers along, And he fancies no fhepherd his peer ; Yet I never mould envy the fong, Were not PHYLLIS to lend it an ear. Let his crook be with hyacinths bound, So PHYLLIS the trophy defpife ; Let his forehead with laurels be crown'd, So they fhine not in PHYLLIS'S eyes.
Page 155 - Not a pine in my grove is there seen, But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.
Page 158 - Tis his with mock passion to glow, Tis his in smooth tales to unfold, " How her face is as bright as the snow, And her bosom, be sure, is as cold. How the nightingales labour the strain, With the notes of his charmer to vie; How they vary their accents in vain, Repine at her triumphs, and die.
Page 34 - Not fcience fhall extort that dear delight, Which gay delufion gave the tender mind. Adieu foft raptures ! tranfports void of care ! Parent of raptures, dear deceit, adieu! And you, her daughters, pining with defpair, Why, why fo foon her fleeting fteps purfue ! Tedious again to curfe the...
Page 287 - Twas her own country bred the flock so fair; 'Twas her own labour did the fleece prepare...
Page 160 - CORYDON'S theme : High tranfports are fhewn to the fight, But we are not to find them our own ; Fate never beftow'd fuch delight, As I with my PHYLLIS had known.
Page 287 - Goody, good-woman, gossip, n'aunt, forsooth, Or dame, the sole additions she did hear; Yet these she challenged, these she held right dear ; Ne would esteem him act as mought behove Who should not honour'd eld with these revere ; For never title yet so mean could prove, But there was eke a mind which did that title love.