A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Volume 4Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 - English poetry |
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... tolls the knell of parting day , The lowing herd wind flowly o'er the lea , The plowman homewards plods his weary way , And leaves the world to darkness and to me . A 3 Now Now fades the glimmering landscape on the fight , And 1 ...
... tolls the knell of parting day , The lowing herd wind flowly o'er the lea , The plowman homewards plods his weary way , And leaves the world to darkness and to me . A 3 Now Now fades the glimmering landscape on the fight , And 1 ...
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... winds o'er barren mountains fly ; Reftore him quick to London's focial clime , Restore him quick to friendship , love and joy ; Be fwift , ye lazy fteeds of Time , Ye moments , all your speed employ . Behold November's glooms arife ...
... winds o'er barren mountains fly ; Reftore him quick to London's focial clime , Restore him quick to friendship , love and joy ; Be fwift , ye lazy fteeds of Time , Ye moments , all your speed employ . Behold November's glooms arife ...
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... winds deform the plenteous year ; When ling'ring frofts the ruin'd feats invade Where Peace reforted , and the Graces play'd . Each rifing art by juft gradation moves , Toil builds on toil , and age on age improves : The Muse alone ...
... winds deform the plenteous year ; When ling'ring frofts the ruin'd feats invade Where Peace reforted , and the Graces play'd . Each rifing art by juft gradation moves , Toil builds on toil , and age on age improves : The Muse alone ...
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... wind , ( For poets ever were a careless kind ) By thee difpos'd , no farther toil demand , But , just to Nature , own thy forming hand . So fpread o'er Greece , th ... winds Their • ( 79 ) But who is he, whose brows exalted bear ...
... wind , ( For poets ever were a careless kind ) By thee difpos'd , no farther toil demand , But , just to Nature , own thy forming hand . So fpread o'er Greece , th ... winds Their • ( 79 ) But who is he, whose brows exalted bear ...
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Robert Dodsley. Their own Ulyffes scarce had wander'd more , By winds and water caft on every shore : When rais'd by Fate , fome former HANMER join'd Each beauteous image of the boundless mind : And bade , like thee , his Athens ever ...
Robert Dodsley. Their own Ulyffes scarce had wander'd more , By winds and water caft on every shore : When rais'd by Fate , fome former HANMER join'd Each beauteous image of the boundless mind : And bade , like thee , his Athens ever ...
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Page 6 - 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 11 - 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 176 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
Page 390 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Page 177 - He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Page 8 - Lot forbad : nor circumscrib'd alone Their growing Virtues, but their Crimes confin'd ; Forbad to wade through Slaughter to a Throne, And...
Page 168 - LET observation with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
Page 10 - Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Page 282 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Page 172 - To better features yields the frame of gold; For now no more we trace in ev'ry line Heroic worth, benevolence divine: The form distorted justifies the fall, And Detestation rids th