Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Volume 2T. Evans, 1774 |
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... nature fond , In art and genius correspond ; And naïve both ( allow the phrafe Which no one English word conveys ) Wrapt up their ftories neat and clean , Eafy as- FRIEN D. DENIS'S you mean , -The very man - not mere translation , But ...
... nature fond , In art and genius correspond ; And naïve both ( allow the phrafe Which no one English word conveys ) Wrapt up their ftories neat and clean , Eafy as- FRIEN D. DENIS'S you mean , -The very man - not mere translation , But ...
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... nature fprings as merit grows , Close as the thorn is to the rose . Could HERCULANEUM's friendly earth Give MAVIUS ' works a fecond birth , MALEVOLENCE , with lifted eyes , Would fanctify the noble prize . While modern critics fhould ...
... nature fprings as merit grows , Close as the thorn is to the rose . Could HERCULANEUM's friendly earth Give MAVIUS ' works a fecond birth , MALEVOLENCE , with lifted eyes , Would fanctify the noble prize . While modern critics fhould ...
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... Nature speak , Advance their Bayonets of Greek , And keep plain fenfe at fuch a distance , She cannot give a friend assistance . Not thefe alone in judgment rise , And fhoot at genius as it flies , But Your man of habit , who's wound up ...
... Nature speak , Advance their Bayonets of Greek , And keep plain fenfe at fuch a distance , She cannot give a friend assistance . Not thefe alone in judgment rise , And fhoot at genius as it flies , But Your man of habit , who's wound up ...
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... to every fine sensation , + Too gross to relish nature's bloom , Or tafte her fimple rich perfume , Shall caft them by as ufelefs ftuff , And fly with keeness to his - fnuff . ! Look round the world , not one in ten Thinks.
... to every fine sensation , + Too gross to relish nature's bloom , Or tafte her fimple rich perfume , Shall caft them by as ufelefs ftuff , And fly with keeness to his - fnuff . ! Look round the world , not one in ten Thinks.
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... , And ruffle all the world of man . Can authors then exemption draw From nature's , or the common law ? They err alike with all mankind , Yet not the fame indulgence find . Their Till every error seems to rife TO SINS of moft ( 26 )
... , And ruffle all the world of man . Can authors then exemption draw From nature's , or the common law ? They err alike with all mankind , Yet not the fame indulgence find . Their Till every error seems to rife TO SINS of moft ( 26 )
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Page 188 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
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Page 190 - The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Page 198 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; 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 204 - 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 200 - 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 198 - Their name, their years, fpelt by th' unletter'd Mufe, The place of fame and elegy fupply : And many a holy text around fhe ftrews, That teach the ruftic moralift to dye.
Page 196 - 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...
Page 190 - 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 198 - For thee, who mindful of th' unhonour'd dead Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall...