Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged ...J. Roach, 1794 - English poetry |
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... Proud of her bards , imperial Windfor fits ; There chufe thy feat , in fome afpiring grove Faft by the flowly - winding Thames ; or where Broader the laves fair Richmond's green retreats Richmond that fees an hundred villas rife Rural ...
... Proud of her bards , imperial Windfor fits ; There chufe thy feat , in fome afpiring grove Faft by the flowly - winding Thames ; or where Broader the laves fair Richmond's green retreats Richmond that fees an hundred villas rife Rural ...
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... proud Stupendous folitude frowns o'er the heath , To roufe a noble horror in the foul : But rugged paths fatigue , and error leads Thro ' endless labyrinths the devious feet , Farewel , ethereal fields ! the humbler arts Of life ; the ...
... proud Stupendous folitude frowns o'er the heath , To roufe a noble horror in the foul : But rugged paths fatigue , and error leads Thro ' endless labyrinths the devious feet , Farewel , ethereal fields ! the humbler arts Of life ; the ...
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... proud to live , Or hardly rais'd by artificial fire To vapid life . Here , with a mother's fmile , Glad Amalthea pours a copious horn : Here buxom Ceres reigns : th'autumnal fea In boundless billows fluctuates o'er their plains . What ...
... proud to live , Or hardly rais'd by artificial fire To vapid life . Here , with a mother's fmile , Glad Amalthea pours a copious horn : Here buxom Ceres reigns : th'autumnal fea In boundless billows fluctuates o'er their plains . What ...
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... proud of mortal strength , orð Is all the leffon that in wholefome years Concerns the frong . His care were ill beftow'd , Who would with warm effeminacy nurfe 1 . The thriving oak which on the mountain's brow goi Bears all the blafts ...
... proud of mortal strength , orð Is all the leffon that in wholefome years Concerns the frong . His care were ill beftow'd , Who would with warm effeminacy nurfe 1 . The thriving oak which on the mountain's brow goi Bears all the blafts ...
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... proud Gaul , to Thule's wint'ry reign : While in the weft , beyond th ' Atlantic foam , Her braveft fons , keen for the fight , have died The death of cowards and of common men ; Sunk void of wounds , and fall'n without renown . But ...
... proud Gaul , to Thule's wint'ry reign : While in the weft , beyond th ' Atlantic foam , Her braveft fons , keen for the fight , have died The death of cowards and of common men ; Sunk void of wounds , and fall'n without renown . But ...
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Page 24 - Whence straight he came with hat and wig; A wig that flow'd behind, A hat not much the worse for wear, Each comely in its kind. He held them up, and in his turn Thus show'd his ready wit, My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit.
Page 36 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall : (I wish I knew what king to call.) Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Page 7 - With that, there came an arrow keen Out of an English bow, Which struck Earl Douglas to the heart, A deep and deadly blow ; Who never spake more words than these, " Fight on, my merry men all ; For why, my life is at an end, Lord Percy sees my fall.
Page 119 - Of fancy, or proscribes the sound of mirth; Nor do we madly, like an impious world, Who deem religion frenzy, and the God, That made them, an intruder on their joys, Start at his awful name, or deem his praise A jarring note.
Page 43 - For her he oft expos'd his own. Two kingdoms, just as faction led, Had set a price upon his head ; But not a traitor could be found, To sell him for six hundred pound.
Page 26 - The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain, Whom in a trice he tried to stop By catching at his rein. But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run.
Page 36 - I'm sorry; but we all must die. Indifference clad in Wisdom's Guise, All Fortitude of Mind supplies: For how can stony Bowels melt, In those who never Pity felt; When We are lash'd, They kiss the Rod; Resigning to the Will of God.
Page 49 - My heart would be scot-free from cares, And lighter than a feather. As fine as five-pence is her mien, No drum was ever tighter ; Her glance is as the razor keen, And not the sun is brighter.
Page 24 - What news? what news? your tidings tell; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bare-headed you are come, Or why you come at all ? Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke!
Page 48 - tis yours, 'tis mine, He said, 'tis the pursuit of all that live : Yet few attain it, if 'twas e'er attain'd. But they the widest wander from the mark, Who through the...