Various Poems: The Wanderer, a Moral Poem, The Triumph of Mirth and Health, and The Bastard. To which is Prefixed a Pref., Giving Some Account of ThemJ. Turner, 1761 - 115 pages |
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... figh from Indus to the Pole . Thou know'ft how guiltless first I met thy flame , When Love approach'd me under Friendship's name ; My fancy form'd thee of angelick kind , Some Emanation of th ' all - beauteous Mind . Those smiling eyes ...
... figh from Indus to the Pole . Thou know'ft how guiltless first I met thy flame , When Love approach'd me under Friendship's name ; My fancy form'd thee of angelick kind , Some Emanation of th ' all - beauteous Mind . Those smiling eyes ...
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... figh , And my torn foul hung trembling in my eye , In that kind hour thy fatal letter came , I faw , I gaz'd , I fhiver'd at the Name ; The conscious lamps at once forgot to fhine , Prophetic tremors shook the hallow'd shrine ; Priests ...
... figh , And my torn foul hung trembling in my eye , In that kind hour thy fatal letter came , I faw , I gaz'd , I fhiver'd at the Name ; The conscious lamps at once forgot to fhine , Prophetic tremors shook the hallow'd shrine ; Priests ...
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... figh for me ? Then take me , take me , lock me in thy arms , Spring to my lips , and give me all thy charms : No , fly me , fly me , fpread the impatient fail , Steal the lark's wing , and mount the fwifteft gale ; Skim the laft ocean ...
... figh for me ? Then take me , take me , lock me in thy arms , Spring to my lips , and give me all thy charms : No , fly me , fly me , fpread the impatient fail , Steal the lark's wing , and mount the fwifteft gale ; Skim the laft ocean ...
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... figh , and anguish loves to glow ! Fly to the mead , the daify painted vale , Breathe in its fweets , and melt along the gale ; Fly where gay scenes luxurious youths employ , Where ev'ry moment fteals the wing of joy ; There may'ft thou ...
... figh , and anguish loves to glow ! Fly to the mead , the daify painted vale , Breathe in its fweets , and melt along the gale ; Fly where gay scenes luxurious youths employ , Where ev'ry moment fteals the wing of joy ; There may'ft thou ...
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... figh ; Tho ' meagre fafts have on my cheek display'd The dusk of death , and funk me to a fhade , Spite of myself , the ftill - impois'ning dart Shoots through my blood , and drinks up all my heart ; My vows and wishes wildly difagree ...
... figh ; Tho ' meagre fafts have on my cheek display'd The dusk of death , and funk me to a fhade , Spite of myself , the ftill - impois'ning dart Shoots through my blood , and drinks up all my heart ; My vows and wishes wildly difagree ...
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Abelard BASTAR behold beneath Blaze bleft bluſh Bofom Breaft bright Charms cloſe Clouds conſcious Dæmons dear defcend Deſpair diſplay divine Dunciad Ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fair Fame Fancy Fate feems fhall fhine figh firſt Flame flies flow Flow'rs fmiling foft folemn fome foul ftands ftill fuch funk fweet fwell gen'rous Glory glow Goddeſs Grace Grief Heart Heav'n heav'nly Honour infpire laft lefs loft lov'd Love Luftre Mind moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt Numbers o'er Olympia Paffion pale Phaon Pow'r Praiſe Pride purſue raiſe Raptures Rays reft RICHARD SAVAGE rife riſe Rocks rofe Sapho Scene ſcenes ſeen Seraph Shade ſhall ſhe ſhed ſhine ſhould ſhow ſmile Soul ſpeak ſpread Spring ſtand ſtill ſweet Tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou Thought thro trembling TYRCONNEL Virtue WANDERER weep whofe Whoſe wild Wind wiſh Youth
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Page 9 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Page 7 - ... on earth there be), And once the lot of Abelard and me. Alas, how chang'd ! what...
Page 9 - The darksome pines, that o'er yon rocks reclin'd, Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wandering streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze...
Page 6 - Curse on all laws but those which love has made ! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.
Page 14 - Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas!
Page 11 - But let heav'n seize it, all at once 'tis fir'd; Not touch'd, but rapt; not waken'd, but inspir'd! Oh come! oh teach me nature to subdue, Renounce my love, my life, myself — and you. Fill my fond heart with God alone, for he Alone can rival, can succeed to thee.
Page 4 - Relentless walls ! whose darksome round contains Repentant sighs, and voluntary pains: Ye rugged rocks! which holy knees have worn; Ye grots and caverns shagg'd with horrid thorn! Shrines! where their vigils pale-ey'd virgins keep, And pitying saints, whose statues learn to weep! Tho' cold like you, unmov'd and silent grown, I have not yet forgot myself to stone.
Page 7 - Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part, And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart. This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be) And once the lot of Abelard and me.
Page 7 - Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.
Page 5 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this pow'r away; And is my Abelard less kind than they? Tears still are mine, and those I need not spare...