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... the church - way path we saw him borne . Approach and read ( for thou canst read ) the lay Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn . " XXX Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth. " The next , with dirges due , in sad array ,
... the church - way path we saw him borne . Approach and read ( for thou canst read ) the lay Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn . " XXX Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth. " The next , with dirges due , in sad array ,
Page 89
... thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets , No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets , No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set , thy spring is gone- We frolic while ' tis May . 8 ...
... thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets , No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets , No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set , thy spring is gone- We frolic while ' tis May . 8 ...
Page 94
... thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green , The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm , thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthral ? What idle progeny ...
... thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green , The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm , thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthral ? What idle progeny ...
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... Thou tamer of the human breast , Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright , afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain , The proud are taught to taste of pain , And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt ...
... Thou tamer of the human breast , Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright , afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain , The proud are taught to taste of pain , And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt ...
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... thou badest her know , And from her own she learn'd to melt at others ' woe . Scared at thy frown terrific , fly Self - pleasing Folly's idle brood , Wild Laughter , Noise , and thoughtless Joy , And leave us leisure to be good . Light ...
... thou badest her know , And from her own she learn'd to melt at others ' woe . Scared at thy frown terrific , fly Self - pleasing Folly's idle brood , Wild Laughter , Noise , and thoughtless Joy , And leave us leisure to be good . Light ...
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Page 97 - Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high, To bitter Scorn a sacrifice, And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try, And hard Unkindness...
Page 93 - Ye distant spires, ye antique towers That crown the watery glade, Where grateful Science still adores Her Henry's holy shade ; And ye, that from the stately brow Of Windsor's heights th...
Page 104 - Awake, /Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take ; The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales, and Ceres...
Page 109 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year: Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of Joy; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Page 110 - And above the firmament that was over their heads was the likeness of a throne, as the appearance of a sapphire stone : and upon the likeness of the throne was the likeness as the appearance of a man above upon it.
Page 110 - Behold where Dryden's less presumptuous car Wide o'er the fields of glory bear Two coursers of ethereal race, With necks in thunder clothed, and long-resounding pace!
Page 184 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Page 99 - DAUGHTER of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain The proud are taught to taste of pain, And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before, unpitiet} and alone.
Page 118 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 96 - Alas! regardless of their doom The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day: Yet see how all around 'em wait The ministers of human fate And black Misfortune's baleful train!