Poems

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D. Leach, 1767 - 271 pages
 

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Page 102 - Just in the gate, and in the jaws of hell, Revengeful Cares and sullen Sorrows dwell, And pale Diseases, and repining Age, Want, Fear, and Famine's unresisted rage; Here Toils, and Death, and Death's half-brother, Sleep, (Forms terrible to view) their sentry keep; With anxious Pleasures of a guilty mind, Deep Frauds before, and open Force behind; The Furies...
Page 93 - O'er whose unhappy waters, void of light, No bird presumes to steer his airy flight; Such deadly stenches from the depth arise, And steaming sulphur, that infects the skies.
Page 17 - Of each I met, with pleading tears I fought. In vain I fought, fome, confcious of my pain, With horrid filence pointed to the main. Some with a fneer the brutal thought expreft, And plung'd the dagger of a barb'rous jeft. Day follow'd day, and ftill I wim'd the next, New hopes ftill flatter'd, and new doubts perplex'd ; Day follow'd day, the wifh'd to-morrow came, My hopes, doubts, fears, anxieties the fame. At length — " O pow'r fupreme ! whoe'er thou art, " Thy fhrine the fky, thefea, the earth,...
Page 104 - For neither man nor angel can discern Hypocrisy, the only evil that walks Invisible, except to God alone, By his permissive will, through Heaven and earth : And oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps At wisdom's gate, and to simplicity Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems...
Page 244 - Twixt soul and body a divorce, It could not sunder man and wife, Because they both lived but one life. Peace, good reader. Do not weep. Peace, the lovers are asleep. They, sweet turtles, folded lie In the last knot love could tie.
Page 16 - d by ruffians, felt the captive's chain ? Bound were thofe limbs, ordain'd alone to prove The toils of empire, and the fweets of love ? Hold, Hold, hold ! Barbarians of the fierceft kind ! Fear heaven's red lightning — 'tis a prince ye bind ; A prince, whom no indignities could hide ; They knew, prefumptuous ! and the gods defy'd.
Page 91 - Yours is the pow'r; nor Proserpine in vain Has made you priestess of her nightly reign. If Orpheus, arm'd with his enchanting lyre, The ruthless king with pity could inspire, And from the shades below redeem his wife...
Page 58 - ... signed and sealed the charter which was required of him. This famous deed, commonly called the Great Charter, either granted or secured very important liberties and privileges to every order of men in the kingdom; to the clergy, to the barons, and to the people.
Page 196 - If aught, sure this may be forgiv'n. How they labour! while 1 ride, Dear affection by my side ; Full health mantling in my eye, Gladness, peace, vivacity! Soothing friendship gives her balm, Soft content her happy...
Page 8 - And love's foft joys are chang'd for glorious care. Yet confcious virtue, in the filent hour, Rewards the hero with a noble dower. For this alone I dar'd the roaring fea, Yet more, for this I dar'd to part with thee. But while my bofom feels the nobler flame, Still, unreprov'd, it owns thy gentler claim. Tho' virtue's awful form my foul approves, 'Tis thine, thine only, Zara, that it loves.

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