Extracts, Elegant, Instructive, and Entertaining, in Poetry, Volumen1Vicesimus Knox Rivington, 1791 |
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... firft materials of unfashion'd thought , Yet dim and undigested , till the mind , Big with the tender images , expands , And , fwelling , labours with th'ideal birth . Where'er I move , thy cares pursue my feet Attendant . When I drink ...
... firft materials of unfashion'd thought , Yet dim and undigested , till the mind , Big with the tender images , expands , And , fwelling , labours with th'ideal birth . Where'er I move , thy cares pursue my feet Attendant . When I drink ...
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... Firft , faireft offspring of th'omnific word ! Which like a garment cloth'd its fov'reign Lord . On liquid air he bade the columns rife , That prop the ftarry concave of the fkies ; Diffus'd the blue expanfe from pole to pole , But when ...
... Firft , faireft offspring of th'omnific word ! Which like a garment cloth'd its fov'reign Lord . On liquid air he bade the columns rife , That prop the ftarry concave of the fkies ; Diffus'd the blue expanfe from pole to pole , But when ...
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... firft ftate . Nor fhall the confcious foul Miftake its partner ; but amidft the crowd , Singling its other half , into its arms Shall ruth , with all th ' impatience of a man That's new come home , who having long been abfent , With ...
... firft ftate . Nor fhall the confcious foul Miftake its partner ; but amidft the crowd , Singling its other half , into its arms Shall ruth , with all th ' impatience of a man That's new come home , who having long been abfent , With ...
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... firft advance alarm'd her breast ; And fancy pictur'd all the rest . But now no mother fears a foe ; No daughter fhudders at a beau . Pleasure is all the reigning theme ; Our noon - day thought , our midnight dream . In folly's chace ...
... firft advance alarm'd her breast ; And fancy pictur'd all the rest . But now no mother fears a foe ; No daughter fhudders at a beau . Pleasure is all the reigning theme ; Our noon - day thought , our midnight dream . In folly's chace ...
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... firft in favour and in place : Then came the god , with folemn gait , Whofe ev'ry word was big with fate His hand a flaming taper bore , That facred fymbol , fam'd of yore . Virtue , adorn'd with ev'ry charm , Suftain'd the god's ...
... firft in favour and in place : Then came the god , with folemn gait , Whofe ev'ry word was big with fate His hand a flaming taper bore , That facred fymbol , fam'd of yore . Virtue , adorn'd with ev'ry charm , Suftain'd the god's ...
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Página 22 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 22 - And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Página 188 - Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Página 443 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Página 215 - With too much spirit to be e'er at ease; With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Página 210 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Página 14 - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Página 19 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge thy foe.
Página 205 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Página 33 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.