A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, Volume 2Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 - English poetry |
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... law of Love by Fear . The priest , who plagues the world , can never mend No foe to Man was e'er to God a friend : Let reafon and let virtue faith maintain , All force but theirs is impious , weak , and vain . Me other cares in other ...
... law of Love by Fear . The priest , who plagues the world , can never mend No foe to Man was e'er to God a friend : Let reafon and let virtue faith maintain , All force but theirs is impious , weak , and vain . Me other cares in other ...
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... laws , their dreaded arms to Europe give . Whose people vain in want , in bondage bleft , Though plunder'd , gay ; industrious , though opprefs'd : With happy follies rife above their fate , The jeft and envy of each wiser state . Yet ...
... laws , their dreaded arms to Europe give . Whose people vain in want , in bondage bleft , Though plunder'd , gay ; industrious , though opprefs'd : With happy follies rife above their fate , The jeft and envy of each wiser state . Yet ...
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... laws , that long have ftood , Prop'd by their care , or ftrengthen'd by their blood , Of fearless independence wifely vain , The proudest slave of Bourbon's race difdain ? Yet oh ! what doubt , what fad prefaging voice Whispers within ...
... laws , that long have ftood , Prop'd by their care , or ftrengthen'd by their blood , Of fearless independence wifely vain , The proudest slave of Bourbon's race difdain ? Yet oh ! what doubt , what fad prefaging voice Whispers within ...
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... , fix'd on equal Virtue's temp❜rate laws , Defpifes calumny , and fhuns applause ; That , to its own perfections fingly blind , Would for another think this praise defign'd . An . I An Epiftle to Mr. POPE . From ROME , ( 44 )
... , fix'd on equal Virtue's temp❜rate laws , Defpifes calumny , and fhuns applause ; That , to its own perfections fingly blind , Would for another think this praise defign'd . An . I An Epiftle to Mr. POPE . From ROME , ( 44 )
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... Law - giver of old , Who rais'd on Virtue's base his well - built ftate , Exiling from her walls barbaric gold , With all the mischiefs that upon it wait , Corruption , luxury , and envious hate ; And the distinctions proud of rich and ...
... Law - giver of old , Who rais'd on Virtue's base his well - built ftate , Exiling from her walls barbaric gold , With all the mischiefs that upon it wait , Corruption , luxury , and envious hate ; And the distinctions proud of rich and ...
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ARCHIMAGO bards beſtow bleft blifs blissful band bluſh boaſt bofom breaſt Britiſh cauſe ceaſe charms cloſe defire delight diftant eaſe Edward EPIGRAM Ev'n eyes facred fage fair fame fatire fenfe fhade fhall fhine fing firſt fix'd flame flave flow'rs foft fome fond fong fons foon footh form'd foul fpirit friendſhip ftill fuch fure fweet gen'rous grace happineſs heart heav'n heav'nly honour infpire juſt juſtice king laſt lefs liberty loft lyre mind moſt Mufe Muſe muſt nature's ne'er o'er paffion pain paſt pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride prince purſue rage raiſe Reaſon reft reſt rife ſcene ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhould ſmile SONNET ſpoils ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtore ſtream ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou throne toils train truth uſe verſe vex'd virtue Whate'er whofe Whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh youth
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Page 322 - 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.
Page 321 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Page 324 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage: Lo! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings: all are men, Condemned alike to groan; The tender for another's pain, Th
Page 54 - Seek to be good, but aim not to be great: A woman's noblest station is retreat; Her fairest virtues fly from public sight, Domestic worth, that shuns too strong a light.
Page 326 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Page 312 - The chariot marks the rolling ring ; And gath'ring crowds, with eager eyes, And shouts, pursue him as he flies. Triumphant to the goal return'd, With nobler thirst his bosom burn'd ; And now along th...
Page 385 - ... second : If twice four verses were but fairly reckon'd I should turn back on the hardest part, and laugh. Thus far with good success I think I've scribbled, And of twice seven lines have clear got o'er ten. Courage ! Another'll finish the first triplet ; Thanks to the muse, my work begins to shorten, There's thirteen lines got through, driblet by driblet, 'Tis done!
Page 325 - Hours, Fair Venus' train, appear, Disclose the long-expecting flowers And wake the purple year! The attic warbler pours her throat Responsive to the cuckoo's note, The untaught harmony of Spring: While, whispering pleasure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs thro' the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling.
Page 47 - To whom I gave my own harmonious lyre, If high exalted on the Throne of Wit, Near Me and Homer thou afpire to...