The Works of Robert Bloomfield

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G. Routledge., 1867 - Bookbinding - 369 pages

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Page 154 - Particular manners can be known to few, and therefore few only can judge how nearly they are copied.
Page 339 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 36 - Distinction low'rs its crest, The master, servant, and the merry guest, Are equal all ; and round the happy ring The reaper's eyes exulting glances fling, And, warm'd with gratitude, he quits his place, With sun-burnt hands and...
Page 5 - Every day when the boy from the public-house came for the pewter pots, and to hear what porter was wanted, he always brought the yesterday's newspaper. The reading of the paper we had been used to take by turns; but after Robert came, he mostly read for us, — because his time was of least value.
Page 42 - THOU, who bidst the vernal juices rise! Thou, on whose blasts autumnal foliage flies! Let Peace ne'er leave me, nor my heart grow cold, Whilst life and sanity are mine to hold. Shorn of their flow'rs that shed th...
Page 13 - Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Page 36 - The stifled murmurs of his wounded heart: " Whence comes this change, ungracious, irksome, cold > Whence the new grandeur that mine eyes behold > The widening distance which I daily see, Has wealth done this ?—then wealth's a foe to me ; Foe to our rights ; that leaves a powerful few The paths of emulation to pursue...
Page 53 - Which first will throw its shadow on the eye, Passing the source of light ; and thence away, Succeeded quick by brighter still than they. Far yet above these wafted clouds are seen (In a remoter sky, still more serene,) Others, detach'd in ranges through the air, Spotless as snow, and countless as they're fair, Scatter'd immensely wide from east to west, The beauteous semblance of a flock at rest These, to the raptured mind, aloud proclaim Their MIGHTY SHEPHERD'S everlasting Name.
Page 30 - O'er the smooth plantain-leaf, a spacious plain ! Thence higher still, by countless steps convey'd, He gains the summit of a shiv'ring blade, And flirts his filmy wings, and looks around, Exulting in his distance from the ground.
Page 35 - The frighten'd mastiff from his kennel flies, And cringes at the door with piteous cries. Where now's the trifler ? where the child of pride ? These are the moments when the heart is tried! Nor lives the man, with conscience e'er so clear, But feels a solemn, reverential fear...

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