The Poetical Works of Campbell, Goldsmith, and Gray: With Memoirs of the Authors |
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... charm to its scenery so long as " The Pleasures of Hope " command the admiration of those who can appreciate the creations of poetical genius . The return of Campbell to Glasgow , on the expiration of his engagement at Downie Farm ...
... charm to its scenery so long as " The Pleasures of Hope " command the admiration of those who can appreciate the creations of poetical genius . The return of Campbell to Glasgow , on the expiration of his engagement at Downie Farm ...
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... charm to Edinburgh society at the close of the eighteenth century . The pecuniary circumstances of the young Poet when he established himself at St. John's Hill were sufficiently straitened ; and his own ideas of money matters were as ...
... charm to Edinburgh society at the close of the eighteenth century . The pecuniary circumstances of the young Poet when he established himself at St. John's Hill were sufficiently straitened ; and his own ideas of money matters were as ...
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... charm of life's bewildered way , That calls each slumbering passion into play : Waked by thy touch , I see the sister band , On tiptoe watching , start at thy command , And fly where'er thy mandate bids them steer , To Pleasure's path ...
... charm of life's bewildered way , That calls each slumbering passion into play : Waked by thy touch , I see the sister band , On tiptoe watching , start at thy command , And fly where'er thy mandate bids them steer , To Pleasure's path ...
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... thy sweet garden grow Wreaths for each toil , a charm for every woe : Won by their sweets , in Nature's languid hour , The way - worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower ; There , as the wild - bee murmurs on the. The Pleasures of Hope . 47.
... thy sweet garden grow Wreaths for each toil , a charm for every woe : Won by their sweets , in Nature's languid hour , The way - worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower ; There , as the wild - bee murmurs on the. The Pleasures of Hope . 47.
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... charm the spirit of the deep : Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole , Her visions warm the watchman's pensive soul : His native hills that rise in happier climes , The grot that heard his song of other times , His cottage - home ...
... charm the spirit of the deep : Swift as yon streamer lights the starry pole , Her visions warm the watchman's pensive soul : His native hills that rise in happier climes , The grot that heard his song of other times , His cottage - home ...
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Page 288 - I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Page 286 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn: Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain.
Page 383 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Page 399 - He pass'd the flaming bounds of place and time : The living throne, the sapphire blaze, Where angels tremble while they gaze, He saw ; but, blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night.
Page 382 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repress'd their noble rage. And froze the genial current of the soul.
Page 284 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree ; While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed ; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round...
Page 293 - There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school ; A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew ; Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Page 238 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it ; I have killed many.; I have fully glutted my vengeance.
Page 290 - The sober herd that lowed to meet their young; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school...
Page 331 - And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique- began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad and bit the man. Around, from all the...