Poetical Blossoms. Being a Selection of Short Poems: Intended for Young People to Repeat from Memory. By the Rev. Mr. CooperE. Newbery, 1793 - 176 pages |
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... hear more friendly fhouts re- bound , And focial clarions mix their sprightly found . The British flags are furl'd , her troops disband , And scatter'd armies feek their native land . The hardy veteran , proud of many a scar , The manly ...
... hear more friendly fhouts re- bound , And focial clarions mix their sprightly found . The British flags are furl'd , her troops disband , And scatter'd armies feek their native land . The hardy veteran , proud of many a scar , The manly ...
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... hear , " Such vice ! well , fure , the last day must be " " near ! " T'avoid such wild , imaginary pains , The fad creation of distemper'd brains , Dispatch , dear friend ! move , labour , sweat , run , fly ! Do aught - but think the ...
... hear , " Such vice ! well , fure , the last day must be " " near ! " T'avoid such wild , imaginary pains , The fad creation of distemper'd brains , Dispatch , dear friend ! move , labour , sweat , run , fly ! Do aught - but think the ...
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... hear : Give me another horse , I cry , Lo ! the bafe Gallic fquadrons fly . Whence is this rage ? —what spirit , say , To battle hurries me away ? " Tis Fancy , in her fiery car , Transports me to the thickest war : There whirls me o'er ...
... hear : Give me another horse , I cry , Lo ! the bafe Gallic fquadrons fly . Whence is this rage ? —what spirit , say , To battle hurries me away ? " Tis Fancy , in her fiery car , Transports me to the thickest war : There whirls me o'er ...
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... wings his flight , And quits his time - fhook tower , Where , shelter'd from the blaze of day , In philofophic gloom he lay , Beneath his ivy bower . F2 With With joy I hear the folemn found , Which midnight [ ST ] WISDOM. ...
... wings his flight , And quits his time - fhook tower , Where , shelter'd from the blaze of day , In philofophic gloom he lay , Beneath his ivy bower . F2 With With joy I hear the folemn found , Which midnight [ ST ] WISDOM. ...
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... hear the folemn found , Which midnight echoes waft around , And fighing gales repeat . Fav'rite of Pallas ! I attend , And faithful to thy fummons bend At Wisdom's awful feet . From envy , hurry , noise , and ftrife , The dull ...
... hear the folemn found , Which midnight echoes waft around , And fighing gales repeat . Fav'rite of Pallas ! I attend , And faithful to thy fummons bend At Wisdom's awful feet . From envy , hurry , noise , and ftrife , The dull ...
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Page 14 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Page 66 - LET observation with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
Page 103 - Tis here with boundless power I reign, And every health which I begin Converts dull port to bright champagne ; Such freedom crowns it at an Inn. I fly from pomp, I fly from plate! I fly from Falsehood's specious grin ! Freedom I love, and form I hate, And choose my lodgings at an Inn. Here, waiter ! take my sordid ore, Which...
Page 78 - Shall through the gloomy vale attend, And cheer our dying breath ; Shall, when all other comforts cease, Like a kind angel whisper peace, And smooth the bed of death.
Page 73 - How blest my days, my thoughts how free, In sweet society with thee ! Then all was joyous, all was young, And years unheeded...
Page 166 - Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around...
Page 28 - HAIL, mildly pleasing solitude, Companion of the wise and good, But, from whose holy, piercing eye, The herd of fools and villains fly.
Page 79 - Let me ne more myfelf deceive ; Ne more regret the toys I leave ; The world I quit, the proud, the vain, Corruption's and Ambition's train ; But not the good, perdie nor fair...
Page 3 - As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air Which to those who journey near Barren, brown and rough appear: Still we tread the same coarse way; The present's still a cloudy day.
Page 92 - I have nothing to do but to weep. Yet do not my folly reprove ; She was fair — and my passion begun ; She smil'd — and I could not but love ; She is faithless — and I am undone.