Poems, Volume 2E. Lincoln, 1802 - English poetry |
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... wind , scarce conscious that it blew , While admiration , feeding at the eye , And still unsated , dwelt upon the scene . Thence with what pleasure have we just discern'd The distant plough slow moving , and beside His lab'ring team ...
... wind , scarce conscious that it blew , While admiration , feeding at the eye , And still unsated , dwelt upon the scene . Thence with what pleasure have we just discern'd The distant plough slow moving , and beside His lab'ring team ...
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... winds , That sweep the skirt of some far - spreading wood Of ancient growth , make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore , And lull the spirit while they fill the mind ; Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast , And ...
... winds , That sweep the skirt of some far - spreading wood Of ancient growth , make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore , And lull the spirit while they fill the mind ; Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast , And ...
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... wind . So sportive is the light Shot through the boughs , it dances as they dance , Shadow and sunshine intermingling quick , And dark'ning and enlight'ning , as the leaves Play wanton , ev'ry moment , ev'ry spot . And now , with nerves ...
... wind . So sportive is the light Shot through the boughs , it dances as they dance , Shadow and sunshine intermingling quick , And dark'ning and enlight'ning , as the leaves Play wanton , ev'ry moment , ev'ry spot . And now , with nerves ...
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... Winds from all quarters agitate the air , And fit the limpid element for use , Else noxious : oceans , rivers , lakes , and streams , All feel the fresh'ning impulse , and are cleans'd By restless undulation : ev'n the oak Thrives by ...
... Winds from all quarters agitate the air , And fit the limpid element for use , Else noxious : oceans , rivers , lakes , and streams , All feel the fresh'ning impulse , and are cleans'd By restless undulation : ev'n the oak Thrives by ...
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... wind blows wide Their flutt'ring rags , and shows a tawny skin , The vellum of the pedigree they claim . Great skill have they in palmistry , and more To conjure clean away the gold they touch , Conveying worthless dross into its place ...
... wind blows wide Their flutt'ring rags , and shows a tawny skin , The vellum of the pedigree they claim . Great skill have they in palmistry , and more To conjure clean away the gold they touch , Conveying worthless dross into its place ...
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Page 37 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Page 34 - Deep in unfathomable mines Of never- failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 61 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Page 100 - Cataracts of declamation thunder here ; There forests of no meaning spread the page, In which all comprehension wanders lost ; While fields of pleasantry amuse us there With merry descants on a nation's woes. The rest appears a wilderness of strange But gay confusion ; roses for the cheeks, And lilies for the brows of faded age, Teeth for the toothless, ringlets for the bald...
Page 178 - And taught a brute the way to safe revenge. i would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, * Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Page 151 - And win it with more pain. Their blood is shed In confirmation of the noblest claim, Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, To walk with God, to be divinely free, To soar, and to anticipate the skies.
Page 32 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Page 98 - And having dropped the expected bag — pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch, Cold and yet cheerful : messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some, To him indifferent- whether grief or joy. Houses in ashes, and the fall of stocks, Births, deaths, and marriages, epistles wet With tears that trickled down the writer's cheeks Fast as the periods from his fluent quill, Or charged with amorous sighs of absent swains, Or nymphs responsive, equally affect His horse and him,...
Page 50 - I venerate the man, whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
Page 153 - Acquaint thyself with God, if thou wouldst taste His works. Admitted once to his embrace, Thou shalt perceive that thou wast blind before : Thine eye shall be instructed ; and thine heart Made pure shall relish, with divine delight Till then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought.