The Poetical Works of Robert Lloyd, A. M.: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Volume 2T. Evans, 1774 |
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... skill , Ride as they lift , about the bill ; But take , peculiar in their mode , Their favourite horfe , and favourite road , For me , once fond of author - fame , Now forc'd to bear its weight and shame , I have no time to run a race ...
... skill , Ride as they lift , about the bill ; But take , peculiar in their mode , Their favourite horfe , and favourite road , For me , once fond of author - fame , Now forc'd to bear its weight and shame , I have no time to run a race ...
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... skill , And can write better when he will . In fhort , howe'er you toil and drudge , The world , the mighty world , is judge , And nice and fanciful opinion . Sways all the world with ftrange dominion ; Opinion ! which on crutches walks ...
... skill , And can write better when he will . In fhort , howe'er you toil and drudge , The world , the mighty world , is judge , And nice and fanciful opinion . Sways all the world with ftrange dominion ; Opinion ! which on crutches walks ...
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... skill Can guide thy Pegasus at will , Fleet let him bear thee as the wind DULLNESS mounts up and clings behind , In vain you spur , and whip , and fmack , You cannot shake her from your back . Ill - nature springs as merit grows , Clofe ...
... skill Can guide thy Pegasus at will , Fleet let him bear thee as the wind DULLNESS mounts up and clings behind , In vain you spur , and whip , and fmack , You cannot shake her from your back . Ill - nature springs as merit grows , Clofe ...
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... skill ; " Exert the office of a friend , " You may oblige , but can't offend . ” This Bard too has his private clan , Where He's the great , the only man . Here , while the bottle and the bowl Promote the joyous flow of foul , ( And ...
... skill ; " Exert the office of a friend , " You may oblige , but can't offend . ” This Bard too has his private clan , Where He's the great , the only man . Here , while the bottle and the bowl Promote the joyous flow of foul , ( And ...
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... Skill : " These were the means that made him rise , " Mind your connections , and be wife . " Methinks I hear fon Tom reply , I'll be a Bishop by and by . Connections at a public School Will often ferve a wealthy Fool , By lending him a ...
... Skill : " These were the means that made him rise , " Mind your connections , and be wife . " Methinks I hear fon Tom reply , I'll be a Bishop by and by . Connections at a public School Will often ferve a wealthy Fool , By lending him a ...
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againſt Apollo AUTHOR Bard beſt bleft breaſt charms claffic cloſe dame decus Delos dreft dull dunce e'en eaſe eaſy erft ev'ry eyes facred faid fame fancy fatire feek fenfe fhall fhew fhine fhould fibi filk fimple firſt fkies flame fmile fober foes folks fome fons fool foul ftill ftrive ftrong fuch fure genius grace hæc hate heart himſelf honeft inglorius Juft king laft Latona lyre meaſure mighty mind moft moſt mufe muft Muſe muſt numbers nymph o'er Phoebus pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poet poet's pow'r praiſe profe purſue Quæ quam raiſe reaſon rhime rhyme rife ROBERT LLOYD ſcheme ſeen ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtrength Tafte taſte tell thee theſe things thoſe thou thouſand thro throne Tuque uſeful verfe verſe waſte whofe Whoſe wife wiſh woes wond'rous word wou'd write yourſelf
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Page 202 - 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 186 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Page 198 - 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 190 - 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 192 - Rich with the fpoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury reprefs'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the foul.
Page 188 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. 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.
Page 188 - 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 196 - Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Page 186 - And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 194 - 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...