The Works of the British Poets, Volume 5John & Arthur Arch; and for Bell & Bradfute, and J. Mundell & Company Edinburgh., 1795 - English poetry - 1157 pages |
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Page 151
... Whilft from off the waters fleet Thus I fet my printless feet O'er the cowflips velvet head , That bends not as I tread ; Gentle Swain , at thy request I am here . SPI . Goddess dear , We implore thy powerful hand To undo the charmed ...
... Whilft from off the waters fleet Thus I fet my printless feet O'er the cowflips velvet head , That bends not as I tread ; Gentle Swain , at thy request I am here . SPI . Goddess dear , We implore thy powerful hand To undo the charmed ...
Page 153
... Whilft the landskip round it measures , Ruffet lawns , and fallows gray , Where the nibbling flocks do ftray , Mountains on whofe barren breast The lab'ring clouds do often reft , Meadows trim with daifies pied , Shallow brooks and ...
... Whilft the landskip round it measures , Ruffet lawns , and fallows gray , Where the nibbling flocks do ftray , Mountains on whofe barren breast The lab'ring clouds do often reft , Meadows trim with daifies pied , Shallow brooks and ...
Page 160
... whilft thee the fhores and founding feas Wash far away , where'er thy bones are hurl'd , Whether beyond the ftormy Hebrides , Where thou perhaps , under the whelming tide , Vifit'ft the bottom of the monftrous world ; Or whether thou to ...
... whilft thee the fhores and founding feas Wash far away , where'er thy bones are hurl'd , Whether beyond the ftormy Hebrides , Where thou perhaps , under the whelming tide , Vifit'ft the bottom of the monftrous world ; Or whether thou to ...
Page 167
... Whilft thou , bright Saint , high fitst in glory , Next her much like to thee in story , That fair Syrian fhepherdess , Who after years of barrenness , The highly favour'd Jofeph bore To him that ferv'd for her before , And at her next ...
... Whilft thou , bright Saint , high fitst in glory , Next her much like to thee in story , That fair Syrian fhepherdess , Who after years of barrenness , The highly favour'd Jofeph bore To him that ferv'd for her before , And at her next ...
Page 206
... whilft we are living to enjoy it , but is a fantasti- cal kind of reverfion to our own felves ; neither ought any man to envy poets , this pofthumous and imaginary happiness , fince they find commonly fo little in prefent , that it may ...
... whilft we are living to enjoy it , but is a fantasti- cal kind of reverfion to our own felves ; neither ought any man to envy poets , this pofthumous and imaginary happiness , fince they find commonly fo little in prefent , that it may ...
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Page 152 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Page 76 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
Page 11 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n. What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least We shall be free; th...
Page 151 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 25 - I visit; nor sometimes forget Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus, prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
Page 151 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade, And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Page 151 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides: Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreprove'd pleasures free...
Page 26 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Page 224 - This only grant me, that my means may lie Too low for envy, for contempt too high.
Page 25 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.