A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Volume 2Robert Dodsley J. Dodsley, 1782 - English poetry |
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... BEAUTY in the COUNTRY . ' T " Written at ETON School . By the Same . WAS night ; and FLAVIA to her room retir'd , With ev'ning chat and fober reading tir'd ; There melancholy , penfive , and alone , She meditates on the forfaken town ...
... BEAUTY in the COUNTRY . ' T " Written at ETON School . By the Same . WAS night ; and FLAVIA to her room retir'd , With ev'ning chat and fober reading tir'd ; There melancholy , penfive , and alone , She meditates on the forfaken town ...
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... Beauty , like wit , to judges fhould be fhewn ; " Both moft are valu'd where they beft are known . " With every grace of nature , or of art , " We cannot break one ftubborn country heart : " The brutes , infenfible , our pow'r defy ...
... Beauty , like wit , to judges fhould be fhewn ; " Both moft are valu'd where they beft are known . " With every grace of nature , or of art , " We cannot break one ftubborn country heart : " The brutes , infenfible , our pow'r defy ...
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... Beauty ought to lead ? " Were eyes so radiant only made to read ? " These fingers , at whofe touch ev'n age would glow , " Are these of use for nothing but to few ? " Sure erring Nature never could defign " To form a housewife in a ...
... Beauty ought to lead ? " Were eyes so radiant only made to read ? " These fingers , at whofe touch ev'n age would glow , " Are these of use for nothing but to few ? " Sure erring Nature never could defign " To form a housewife in a ...
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... through the ftately portals iffuing forth , The Mufe to foft glories turns , and feeks The woodland fhade , delighted . Not the vale Of Tempé , fam'd in fong , or Ida's grove Such Such beauty boafts . Amid the mazy gloom Of this [ 22 ]
... through the ftately portals iffuing forth , The Mufe to foft glories turns , and feeks The woodland fhade , delighted . Not the vale Of Tempé , fam'd in fong , or Ida's grove Such Such beauty boafts . Amid the mazy gloom Of this [ 22 ]
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Robert Dodsley. Such beauty boafts . Amid the mazy gloom Of this romantic wilderness once stood The bow'r of Rofamonda , hapless fair , Sacred to grief and love : the crystal fount In which the us'd to bathe her beauteous limbs Still ...
Robert Dodsley. Such beauty boafts . Amid the mazy gloom Of this romantic wilderness once stood The bow'r of Rofamonda , hapless fair , Sacred to grief and love : the crystal fount In which the us'd to bathe her beauteous limbs Still ...
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Page 274 - 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 277 - 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 279 - 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 276 - 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 44 - 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 282 - Eight times emerging from the flood She mew'd to ev'ry watry God, Some speedy aid to send. No Dolphin came, no Nereid stirr'd: Nor cruel Tom, nor Susan heard. A Fav'rite has no friend! From hence, ye Beauties, undeceiv'd, Know, one false step is ne'er retriev'd, And be with caution bold. Not all that tempts your wand'ring eyes And heedless hearts, is lawful prize; Nor all, that glisters, gold.
Page 292 - When agen the Cricket's gay (Little Cricket, full of Play) Can afford his Tube to feed With the fragrant Indian weed : Pleasure for a Nose divine, Incense of the God of Wine. Happy thrice, and thrice agen, Happiest he of happy Men.
Page 332 - ... 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 72 - In vain I look around O'er all the well-known ground, My Lucy's wonted footfteps to defcry ; Where oft we us'd to walk, • Where oft in tender talk We faw the...
Page 28 - A nation here I pity and admire, Whom noblest sentiments of glory fire, Yet taught, by custom's force, and bigot fear, To serve with pride, and boast the yoke they bear : Whose nobles, born to cringe and to command...