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... once cry'd LAUD , and then VIVE LE ROY ; Then at his feet fell with humility ; To him they all paid homage and fealty ; And he did them receive with princely laits , Whose noble ire his greatness mitigates . XVIII . ; Then crowned she ...
... once cry'd LAUD , and then VIVE LE ROY ; Then at his feet fell with humility ; To him they all paid homage and fealty ; And he did them receive with princely laits , Whose noble ire his greatness mitigates . XVIII . ; Then crowned she ...
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... once , Hail to the fragrant ROSE ! Hail Emprefs of the herbs ! fresh Queen of flow'rs ! To thee be glore and honour at all hours . XXIV . Then all the birds they fang with voice on height , Whofe mirthful found was marvellous to hear ...
... once , Hail to the fragrant ROSE ! Hail Emprefs of the herbs ! fresh Queen of flow'rs ! To thee be glore and honour at all hours . XXIV . Then all the birds they fang with voice on height , Whofe mirthful found was marvellous to hear ...
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... once to raise our rev'rence and delight , To elevate the mind , and please the fight , Το pour in virtue at th ' attentive eye , And waft the foul on wings of extacy ; For this the painter's art with nature vies , And bids the vifionary ...
... once to raise our rev'rence and delight , To elevate the mind , and please the fight , Το pour in virtue at th ' attentive eye , And waft the foul on wings of extacy ; For this the painter's art with nature vies , And bids the vifionary ...
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... once the fair and great , Sits deep in duft , abandon'd , defolate ; Bleeds her fad heart , and ever stream her eyes , And anguish tears her , with convulfive fighs . The mournful captive spreads her hands in vain , Her hands , that ...
... once the fair and great , Sits deep in duft , abandon'd , defolate ; Bleeds her fad heart , and ever stream her eyes , And anguish tears her , with convulfive fighs . The mournful captive spreads her hands in vain , Her hands , that ...
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... once more shalt wide display , Thy fatiate jaws , and give up all thy prey . Thou , groaning earth fhalt heave , abforpt in flame , As the laft pangs convulfe thy lab'ring frame ; When the fame God unfhrouded thou shalt fee , Wrapt in ...
... once more shalt wide display , Thy fatiate jaws , and give up all thy prey . Thou , groaning earth fhalt heave , abforpt in flame , As the laft pangs convulfe thy lab'ring frame ; When the fame God unfhrouded thou shalt fee , Wrapt in ...
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Page 59 - 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 59 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Page 62 - 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 63 - 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 59 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. 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.
Page 60 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
Page 63 - 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...
Page 56 - Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie. The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar His all become the prey of war ; Bethinks him of his babes and wife, Then smites his breast, and curses life.
Page 35 - While Spring shall pour his Show'rs, as oft he wont, And bathe thy breathing Tresses, meekest Eve! While Summer loves to sport, Beneath thy ling'ring light: While sallow Autumn fills thy Lap with Leaves, Or Winter yelling thro' the troublous Air, Affrights thy shrinking Train, And rudely rends thy Robes.
Page 25 - O'er all my artless songs preside, My footsteps to thy temple guide, To offer at thy turf-built shrine, In golden cups no costly wine, No murder'd fading of the flock, But flowers and honey from the rock. O nymph with...