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Page 48 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Page 184 - Recounts his simple frolic : much he talks, And much he laughs, nor recks the storm that blows Without, and rattles on his humble roof.
Page 142 - Inspire the course ; but fainting breathless toil, Sick, seizes on his heart: he stands at bay ; And puts his last weak refuge in despair. The big round tears run down his dappled face ; He groans in anguish : while the growling pack, Blood-happy, hang at his fair jutting chest, And mark his beauteous chequer'd sides with gore.
Page 20 - There throw, nice-judging, the delusive fly; And, as you lead it round in artful curve, With eye attentive mark the springing game.
Page 34 - The stately-sailing Swan Gives out his snowy Plumage to the Gale; And, arching proud his Neck, with oary Feet Bears forward fierce, and guards his Osier-Isle, Protective of his Young.
Page 184 - Drive through the mingling skies with vapour foul; Dash on the mountain's brow, and shake the woods, That grumbling wave below. The unsightly plain Lies a brown deluge; as the low-bent clouds Pour flood on flood, yet unexhausted still Combine, and deepening into night shut up The day's fair face.
Page 79 - Bear me, Pomona, to thy citron groves ; To where the lemon and the piercing lime, With the deep orange, glowing through the green, Their lighter glories blend.
Page 65 - Let no presuming impious railer tax Creative Wisdom, as if aught was form'd In vain, or not for admirable ends. Shall little haughty Ignorance pronounce His works unwise...