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... royal there to fee , Saying the King of all beafts make I thee ; And the protector chief in woods and shaws , Go forth , and to thy lieges keep the laws . XVI . Juftice exerce , with mercy and confcience , THE THISTLE AND THE ROSE . S.
... royal there to fee , Saying the King of all beafts make I thee ; And the protector chief in woods and shaws , Go forth , and to thy lieges keep the laws . XVI . Juftice exerce , with mercy and confcience , THE THISTLE AND THE ROSE . S.
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... royal lineage rifing fresh and young , But any spot , or macul doing sprung ; Come bloom of joy , with richest gems be crown'd . For o'er the laif thy beauty is renown'd . 5 XXIII . A costly crown with ftones clarified bright THE ...
... royal lineage rifing fresh and young , But any spot , or macul doing sprung ; Come bloom of joy , with richest gems be crown'd . For o'er the laif thy beauty is renown'd . 5 XXIII . A costly crown with ftones clarified bright THE ...
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... royal , Whofe precious virtue is imperial . XXV . The Merle she fang , Hail ROSE of moft delight , Hail of all flow'rs the sweet and fov'raign Queen : The Lark fhe fang , hail ROSE both red and white , Most pleasant flow'r of mighty ...
... royal , Whofe precious virtue is imperial . XXV . The Merle she fang , Hail ROSE of moft delight , Hail of all flow'rs the sweet and fov'raign Queen : The Lark fhe fang , hail ROSE both red and white , Most pleasant flow'r of mighty ...
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... gone away ; Then up I lean'd me , halflings in affray , Call'd to my Muse , and for my subject chose To fing the royal THISTLE and the ROSE . C VERSES ON THE DEATH OF QUEEN CAROLINE . BY MR THE THISTLE AND THE ROSE . 9.
... gone away ; Then up I lean'd me , halflings in affray , Call'd to my Muse , and for my subject chose To fing the royal THISTLE and the ROSE . C VERSES ON THE DEATH OF QUEEN CAROLINE . BY MR THE THISTLE AND THE ROSE . 9.
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... royal mind Of wife ELIZA , name of loveliest found To British ears , and pattern fair to Kings : Or she who rules the Scepter of the North Illuftrious , fpreading o'er a barb'rous world The light of arts and manners , and with arms C 2 ...
... royal mind Of wife ELIZA , name of loveliest found To British ears , and pattern fair to Kings : Or she who rules the Scepter of the North Illuftrious , fpreading o'er a barb'rous world The light of arts and manners , and with arms C 2 ...
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Page 65 - 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 69 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 69 - 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 65 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. 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.
Page 40 - Whose numbers, stealing through thy darkening vale, May not unseemly with its stillness suit ; As musing slow I hail Thy genial loved return. For when thy folding-star * arising shows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant Hours, and Elves Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Page 68 - 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 66 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
Page 67 - Hampden, that with dauntlefs breaft, The little tyrant of his fields withftood ; Some mute inglorious Milton here may reft, Some Cromwell guiltlefs of his country's blood. Th...
Page 65 - And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 62 - Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie. The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar His all become the prey of war ; Bethinks him of his babes and wife, Then smites his breast, and curses life.