PoemsJ. Murray, 1786 - 178 páginas |
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Página xxxiii
... foul with Heaven's inspiring light , Beneath the covert of the fylvan fhade , Where deadly cypress , mix'd with mournful yew , Far o'er the vale a gloomy ftillness spread , Celestial Genius burft upon the view . C 4 The The bloom of ...
... foul with Heaven's inspiring light , Beneath the covert of the fylvan fhade , Where deadly cypress , mix'd with mournful yew , Far o'er the vale a gloomy ftillness spread , Celestial Genius burft upon the view . C 4 The The bloom of ...
Página xxxiv
... foul on rapture's airy wing . By grief impell'd , I heard her heave a figh , While thus the rapid ftrain refounded thro ' the fky : Hafte , ye fifter powers of fong , Haften from the shady grove , Where the river rolls along , Sweetly ...
... foul on rapture's airy wing . By grief impell'd , I heard her heave a figh , While thus the rapid ftrain refounded thro ' the fky : Hafte , ye fifter powers of fong , Haften from the shady grove , Where the river rolls along , Sweetly ...
Página xxxv
... foul ; Let lonely grief the melting verfe inspire , Let deep'ning forrow's folemn accents roll . Rack'd by the hand of rude difeafe Behold our fav'rite poet lies ! While every object form'd to pleafe , Far from his couch ungrateful ...
... foul ; Let lonely grief the melting verfe inspire , Let deep'ning forrow's folemn accents roll . Rack'd by the hand of rude difeafe Behold our fav'rite poet lies ! While every object form'd to pleafe , Far from his couch ungrateful ...
Página 56
... foul they feem to footh , And , redolent of joy and youth , To breathe a fecond fpring . Say , Father THAMES , for thou haft feen Full many a fprightly race Difporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now ...
... foul they feem to footh , And , redolent of joy and youth , To breathe a fecond fpring . Say , Father THAMES , for thou haft feen Full many a fprightly race Difporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now ...
Página 60
... foul with icy hand , And flow - confuming Age . To each his fuff'rings : all are men , Condemn'd alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain ; Th ' unfeeling for his own . Yet , ah ! why fhould they know their fate ! Since forrow ...
... foul with icy hand , And flow - confuming Age . To each his fuff'rings : all are men , Condemn'd alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain ; Th ' unfeeling for his own . Yet , ah ! why fhould they know their fate ! Since forrow ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 156 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 155 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 45 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Página 57 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Página 157 - Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A "Youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown. Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Página 153 - Some village-Hampden, that with dauntlefs breaft The little Tyrant of his fields withftood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may reft, Some Cromwell guiltlefs of his country's blood.. Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
Página 91 - Yet shall he mount, and keep his distant way Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, Beneath the good how far ! — but far above the...
Página 96 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood ; Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air And, with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Página 44 - O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclined in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great ! Still is the toiling hand of Care ; The panting herds repose : Yet hark, how thro...
Página 98 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...