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... arms in air , WEARING THEM IN HER BOSOM . - WRIT- TEN AT THIRTEEN , ODE II . HAPPY verses ! that were prest In fair Ethelinda's breast ! VOL . XVI . And shake thy native pole ! Oh cruel fate ! what barbarous hand , What more than Gothic ...
... arms in air , WEARING THEM IN HER BOSOM . - WRIT- TEN AT THIRTEEN , ODE II . HAPPY verses ! that were prest In fair Ethelinda's breast ! VOL . XVI . And shake thy native pole ! Oh cruel fate ! what barbarous hand , What more than Gothic ...
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... arms , With joy intense , Feeds ev'ry sense , And sultanates o'er all her charms . Oh ! had I Virgil's comprehensive strain , Or sung like Pope , without a word in vain , Then should I hope my numbers might con- tain , Engaging nymph ...
... arms , With joy intense , Feeds ev'ry sense , And sultanates o'er all her charms . Oh ! had I Virgil's comprehensive strain , Or sung like Pope , without a word in vain , Then should I hope my numbers might con- tain , Engaging nymph ...
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... arm Curb the wild winds and discipline the billows , The suppliant sailor finds thee there , his chief , His only help ... arms Extends - behold in regal solitude , And pastoral magnificence he stands So simple ! and so great ! the under ...
... arm Curb the wild winds and discipline the billows , The suppliant sailor finds thee there , his chief , His only help ... arms Extends - behold in regal solitude , And pastoral magnificence he stands So simple ! and so great ! the under ...
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... arm'd , Intrepid march'd ; for well they knew the cries Of dying Freedom , and Astrĉa's voice , Who as she fled , to ... arms of death ! Thus when Aquarius pours out all bis urn Down on some lonesome heath , the traveller That wanders o ...
... arm'd , Intrepid march'd ; for well they knew the cries Of dying Freedom , and Astrĉa's voice , Who as she fled , to ... arms of death ! Thus when Aquarius pours out all bis urn Down on some lonesome heath , the traveller That wanders o ...
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... arms was flung , And tatter'd tap'stry o'er her shoulders hung ; Her loins with patch - work cincture were begirt , That more than spoke diversity of dirt ; With age her back was double and awry , Twain were her teeth , and single was ...
... arms was flung , And tatter'd tap'stry o'er her shoulders hung ; Her loins with patch - work cincture were begirt , That more than spoke diversity of dirt ; With age her back was double and awry , Twain were her teeth , and single was ...
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Page 449 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen, who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Page 448 - The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Page 79 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Page 66 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Page 83 - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain. And drinking largely sobers us again.
Page 448 - Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.
Page 445 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms...
Page 448 - And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place ; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove...
Page 444 - Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear, Whose bright succession decks the varied year; Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives, that blossom but to die; These, here disporting, own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil; While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling land.
Page 66 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...