Juvenile poemsA. Millar, 1757 |
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... musical in the numbers , of all his works . The reafon for his labouring them into fo much foftnefs , was , doubt- lefs , that this fort of poetry derives almoft its whole beauty from a natural ease of thought and smoothness of verfe ...
... musical in the numbers , of all his works . The reafon for his labouring them into fo much foftnefs , was , doubt- lefs , that this fort of poetry derives almoft its whole beauty from a natural ease of thought and smoothness of verfe ...
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... music wake the dawning day ! Why fit we mute , when early linnets fing , When warbling Philomel falutes the spring ? Why fit we fad , when Phosphor shines fo clear , And lavish Nature paints the purple year ? STREP HON . 25 Sing then ...
... music wake the dawning day ! Why fit we mute , when early linnets fing , When warbling Philomel falutes the spring ? Why fit we fad , when Phosphor shines fo clear , And lavish Nature paints the purple year ? STREP HON . 25 Sing then ...
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... music is no more ! Her fate is whisper'd by the gentle breeze , And told in fighs to all the trembling trees ; The trembling trees , in ev'ry plain and wood , Her fate remurmur to the filver flood ; The filver flood , fo lately calm ...
... music is no more ! Her fate is whisper'd by the gentle breeze , And told in fighs to all the trembling trees ; The trembling trees , in ev'ry plain and wood , Her fate remurmur to the filver flood ; The filver flood , fo lately calm ...
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Alexander Pope. O DE ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY , MDCC VIII . AND OTHER PIECES for MUSIC . ODE for for MUSIC ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY . Ode on St Cecilia's Day,
Alexander Pope. O DE ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY , MDCC VIII . AND OTHER PIECES for MUSIC . ODE for for MUSIC ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY . Ode on St Cecilia's Day,
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Alexander Pope. ODE for for MUSIC ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY . I. Efcend , ye Nine ! defcend and fing ; The breathing inftruments inspire , Wake into voice each filent string , And fweep the founding lyre ! In a fadly - pleasing strain Let ...
Alexander Pope. ODE for for MUSIC ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY . I. Efcend , ye Nine ! defcend and fing ; The breathing inftruments inspire , Wake into voice each filent string , And fweep the founding lyre ! In a fadly - pleasing strain Let ...
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Page 84 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Page 187 - He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts the sky...
Page 50 - Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water seem to strive again ; Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, But, as the world, harmoniously confus'd : Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
Page 44 - On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes, The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods.
Page 171 - Then gay Ideas crowd the vacant brain, While Peers, and Dukes, and all their sweeping train, And Garters, Stars, and Coronets appear...
Page xv - All that is left us is to recommend our productions by the imitation of the ancients ; and it will be found true that, in every age, the highest character for sense and learning has been obtained by those who have been most indebted to them.
Page 112 - She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For, as in bodies, thus in souls we find, What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Page 119 - The manners, passions, unities, what not? All which, exact to rule, were brought about, Were but a combat in the lists left out. "What! leave the combat out?" exclaims the knight; Yes, or we must renounce the Stagirite. "Not so, by Heaven" (he answers in a rage), "Knights, squires, and steeds, must enter on the stage.
Page 177 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all. This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourished two locks, which graceful hung behind In equal curls, and well conspired to deck With...
Page 211 - What though no friends in sable weeds appear, Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year, And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show?