A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Volume 2Robert Dodsley J. Dodsley, 1782 - English poetry |
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... shade designations for each density of saran shade cloth was confirmed by measuring the solar irradiance under the unshaded and each of the shaded conditions with a Kettering radiometer . In the greenhouse , three 5- by 14 - foot ...
... shade designations for each density of saran shade cloth was confirmed by measuring the solar irradiance under the unshaded and each of the shaded conditions with a Kettering radiometer . In the greenhouse , three 5- by 14 - foot ...
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... Shades in shades, Running an eternal round. QUEEN: In such an endless maze I rove, Lost in the labyrinths of love, My breast with hoarded vengeance burns, While fear and rage With hope engage, And rule my wav'ring soul by turns—then I ...
... Shades in shades, Running an eternal round. QUEEN: In such an endless maze I rove, Lost in the labyrinths of love, My breast with hoarded vengeance burns, While fear and rage With hope engage, And rule my wav'ring soul by turns—then I ...
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... tufts, hanging round delicate branches, praying Allah hu Allah hu Allah hu I am lost in God's grandeur Don't know what to do. X. Self-Recognition W I cure my soars by roses I burn. 79 Mother Courage Rosebuds Under Chinar Shade.
... tufts, hanging round delicate branches, praying Allah hu Allah hu Allah hu I am lost in God's grandeur Don't know what to do. X. Self-Recognition W I cure my soars by roses I burn. 79 Mother Courage Rosebuds Under Chinar Shade.
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... shade?” Trinity ponders. “Maybe. I mean, we can't really understand how shades work, anyway, can we?” I keep my gaze fixed on the water. “No. we can't. But we don't need to understand everything, do we?” “Nope,” Trinity says. “That ...
... shade?” Trinity ponders. “Maybe. I mean, we can't really understand how shades work, anyway, can we?” I keep my gaze fixed on the water. “No. we can't. But we don't need to understand everything, do we?” “Nope,” Trinity says. “That ...
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Page 272 - finew ftrains, Thofe in the deeper vitals rage ; Lo, poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the foul with icy hand, And flow-confuming age. To each his fuff'rings : all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan, The tender for another's pain ; Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why mould they know their fate ! Since forrow never comes too late, And
Page 275 - their gayly-gilded trim Quick-glancing to the fun d . IV, To Contemplation's fober eye ' Such is the race of man : And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began. Alike the bufy and the gay But flutter through life's little day, In fortune's varying colours
Page 274 - reclin'd in ruftic ftate) How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great b ! III. Still is the toiling hand of care: The panting herds repofe : Yet hark, how through the peopled air The bufy murmur glows! ^ The
Page 270 - Still as they run, they look behind* They hear a voice in every wind* And fnatch a fearful joy. Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Lefs pleafing when poflefs'd ; The tear forgot as foon as fhed. The
Page 272 - Lo, in the vale of years beneath, A grifly troop are feen, The painful family of death, More hideous than their queen ; This racks the joints, this fires the veins, That every
Page 273 - flowers, And wake the purple year ! The ATTIC warbler pours her throat Refponfive to the cuckow's note, The untaught harmony of fpring : While whifp'ring pleafure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs through the clear blue fky Their
Page 78 - term affign'd to her here, In the uniform praftice of Religion and Virtue. MADE to engage all hearts, and charm all eyes ; Tho* meek, magnanimous ; tho' witty, wife ; Polite, as all her life in courts had been ; Yet good, as fhe the world had never feen
Page 79 - The noble fire of an exalted mind, With gentle female tendernefs combin'd. Her Speech was the melodious voice of Love, Her Song the warbling of the vernal Grove ; Her Eloquence was fweeter than her Song, Soft as her Heart, and as her Reafon ftrong ;' Her Form each beauty of her mind exprefs'd, Her mind was Virtue by the Graces drefs'd. ON
Page 69 - guide ? Ah ! where is now the hand whofe tender care To every Virtue would have form'd your Youth, And ftrew'd with flow'rs the thorny ways of Truth ? O lofs beyond repair! O wretched Father left alone To weep their dire misfortune, and thy own! How fhall thy
Page 68 - But thofe, the gentleft and the beft, Whofe holy flames with energy divine The virtuous heart enliven and improve. The conjugal, and the maternal love. VI. Sweet babes, who, like the little playful fawns. Were wont to trip along thefe verdant lawns By