Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Volume 2T. Evans, 1774 |
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... wind DULLNESS mounts up and clings behind , In vain you spur , and whip , and smack , You cannot shake her from your back . Ill - nature fprings as merit grows , Close as the thorn is to the rose . Could HERCULANEUM's friendly earth ...
... wind DULLNESS mounts up and clings behind , In vain you spur , and whip , and smack , You cannot shake her from your back . Ill - nature fprings as merit grows , Close as the thorn is to the rose . Could HERCULANEUM's friendly earth ...
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... wind ; Then welcome frolic , welcome whim ! The world is all alike to him . Diftrefs is all in apprehenfion ; It ceases when ' tis past prevention : And happiness then preffes near , When not a hope's left , nor a fear . - But you've ...
... wind ; Then welcome frolic , welcome whim ! The world is all alike to him . Diftrefs is all in apprehenfion ; It ceases when ' tis past prevention : And happiness then preffes near , When not a hope's left , nor a fear . - But you've ...
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... winds , where olus bravado'd ; Like them , will fally from their den , And raise a tempeft now and then ; Unhinge dame PRUDENCE from her plan , And ruffle all the world of man . Can authors then exemption draw From nature's , or the ...
... winds , where olus bravado'd ; Like them , will fally from their den , And raise a tempeft now and then ; Unhinge dame PRUDENCE from her plan , And ruffle all the world of man . Can authors then exemption draw From nature's , or the ...
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... wind ; Whatever whims or maggots bred Take place of fense in poet's head , They fix themselves without controul , Where'er its feat is on the foul . Then , like your heathen idols , we Have eyes indeed , but cannot fee . ( We , for I ...
... wind ; Whatever whims or maggots bred Take place of fense in poet's head , They fix themselves without controul , Where'er its feat is on the foul . Then , like your heathen idols , we Have eyes indeed , but cannot fee . ( We , for I ...
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... up fhe got , Moft ceremoniously inclin'd To wind up her fagacious plot , With all that civil ftuff we find ' Mongst those who talk a wond'rous deal Of what they neither mean nor feel , How How fhall I , Ma'm , reply'd the Guest , ( 74 )
... up fhe got , Moft ceremoniously inclin'd To wind up her fagacious plot , With all that civil ftuff we find ' Mongst those who talk a wond'rous deal Of what they neither mean nor feel , How How fhall I , Ma'm , reply'd the Guest , ( 74 )
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Apollo's AUTHOR Bard beſt bleft breaſt cauſe cloſe dame decus Delos dreft dull dunce e'en e'er eaſe eaſy Engliſh erft ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fame fancy fatire feek fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fibi filk fimple firft firſt fkies flame fober foes folks fome fons fool foul ftill ftrength ftrife ftrong fuch fure genius grace gueſt Hæc hate heart himſelf inglorius Juft king laft Latona lyre meaſure mind miſtreſs moft moſt mufe muft Muſe muſt numbers nymph o'er pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poet poet's pow'r praiſe profe purſue Quæ quam raiſe reaſon rhime rhyme rife ROBERT LLOYD ſcarce ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſkill ſmile ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtand ſuch Tafte taſte tell thee themſelves theſe things thoſe thou thouſand thro throne uſe VALOIS verfe verſe whofe Whoſe wife wiſh woes wond'rous wou'd write
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Page 188 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Page 192 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 190 - The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Page 198 - On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; 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 204 - 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 200 - 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 198 - Their name, their years, fpelt by th' unletter'd Mufe, The place of fame and elegy fupply : And many a holy text around fhe ftrews, That teach the ruftic moralift to dye.
Page 196 - Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
Page 190 - 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 198 - For thee, who mindful of th' unhonour'd dead Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall...