Select Works of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critical Prefaces, Volume 9John Aikin |
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... a sigh prevails , and sorrows fall , To see the hoard of human bliss so small ; And oft I wish , amidst the scene to find Some spot to real happiness consign'd , Where my worn soul , each wand'ring hope at rest 6 GOLDSMITH .
... a sigh prevails , and sorrows fall , To see the hoard of human bliss so small ; And oft I wish , amidst the scene to find Some spot to real happiness consign'd , Where my worn soul , each wand'ring hope at rest 6 GOLDSMITH .
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... scene . Could Nature's bounty satisfy the breast , The sons of Italy were surely blest . Whatever fruits in diff'rent climes are found , That proudly rise or humbly court the ground ; Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear , Whose ...
... scene . Could Nature's bounty satisfy the breast , The sons of Italy were surely blest . Whatever fruits in diff'rent climes are found , That proudly rise or humbly court the ground ; Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear , Whose ...
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... scene ! How often have I paus'd on ev'ry charm , The shelter'd cot , the cultivated farm , The never - failing brook , the busy mill , The decent church that topt the neighb'ring hill , The hawthorn bush , with seats beneath the shade ...
... scene ! How often have I paus'd on ev'ry charm , The shelter'd cot , the cultivated farm , The never - failing brook , the busy mill , The decent church that topt the neighb'ring hill , The hawthorn bush , with seats beneath the shade ...
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... scene , Liv'd in each look , and brighten'd all the green ; These , far departing , seek a kinder shore , And rural mirth and manners are no more . Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour , Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's pow ...
... scene , Liv'd in each look , and brighten'd all the green ; These , far departing , seek a kinder shore , And rural mirth and manners are no more . Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour , Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's pow ...
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... scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! [ eyes Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah , turn thine - Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies : She , once perhaps , in village plenty blest ...
... scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! [ eyes Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah , turn thine - Where the poor houseless shiv'ring female lies : She , once perhaps , in village plenty blest ...
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beauty beneath blank verse blest bliss blood bloom bow'rs breast breath charms cheerful chyle clime David Garrick deep delight distant divine Earth Eurus ev'n ev'ry fame fancy fate fav'rite fear feel fire folly frown gale grace green groves grow heart Heaven honour hope horrour hour joys labour land lov'd luxury lyre mind mirth Muse Naiad Nature Nature's never night o'er once pain pale peace Pembroke College pensive plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet poison'd pow'r praise pride proud rage rapture reign repose rise round sacred Saracen SATIRE OF JUVENAL scarce scene scorn shades shine shore skies sleep slow smile soft song soon soul sound spread spring Stoops to Conquer strain stream supply'd sweet SWEET Auburn sweet oblivion taste tender thee thine Thomas Warton thou toil torpid truth vale virtue wanton waste wave wealth wild winds youth
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Page 19 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Page 11 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart ; And e'en those ills that round his mansion rise Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Page 208 - Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she.
Page 18 - How small , of all that human hearts endure , That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.
Page 30 - Altama murmurs to their woe. Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore : Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day...
Page 284 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too ; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Page 10 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head To shame the meanness of his humble shed...
Page 208 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away...
Page 211 - My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies!
Page 26 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place ; The whitewash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door ; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day ; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules, the royal game of goose...