A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Volume 4J. Hughs, 1765 - English poetry |
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... Light they difperfe , and with them go The fummer Friend , the flattering Foe ; By vain Profperity received , To her they vow their truth , and are again believed . Wisdom in fable garb array'd , Immers'd in rapt'rous thought profound ...
... Light they difperfe , and with them go The fummer Friend , the flattering Foe ; By vain Profperity received , To her they vow their truth , and are again believed . Wisdom in fable garb array'd , Immers'd in rapt'rous thought profound ...
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... light , to Knowledge , Liberty , Mankind he led , to Civil Policy , And mild Religion's charitable law ; That fram'd by Mercy and Benignity . The perfecuting fword forbids to draw , And free - created fouls with penal terrours awe ...
... light , to Knowledge , Liberty , Mankind he led , to Civil Policy , And mild Religion's charitable law ; That fram'd by Mercy and Benignity . The perfecuting fword forbids to draw , And free - created fouls with penal terrours awe ...
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... while they came To a tall grove , whofe thick - embow'ring fhade , Impervious to the fun's meridian flame Ev'n at mid - noon a dubious twilight made ; Or ere , before . Like Like to that fober light , which difarray'd Of all ( 45 )
... while they came To a tall grove , whofe thick - embow'ring fhade , Impervious to the fun's meridian flame Ev'n at mid - noon a dubious twilight made ; Or ere , before . Like Like to that fober light , which difarray'd Of all ( 45 )
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In Six Volumes. Like to that fober light , which difarray'd Of all its gorgeous robe , with blunted beams , Through windows dim with holy acts pourtray'd , Along some cloister'd abby faintly gleams , Abstracting the rapt thought from ...
In Six Volumes. Like to that fober light , which difarray'd Of all its gorgeous robe , with blunted beams , Through windows dim with holy acts pourtray'd , Along some cloister'd abby faintly gleams , Abstracting the rapt thought from ...
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... light o'erspread That monumental pile ; and as her head To every front fhe turn'd , difcover'd round The venerable forms of heroes dead ; Who for their various merit erst renown'd , In this bright fane of glory fhrines of honour found ...
... light o'erspread That monumental pile ; and as her head To every front fhe turn'd , difcover'd round The venerable forms of heroes dead ; Who for their various merit erst renown'd , In this bright fane of glory fhrines of honour found ...
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Page 174 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
Page 11 - 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.
Page 6 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Page 175 - He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Page 380 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Page 7 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 10 - Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Page 277 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Page 10 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn; "There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 379 - 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.