Poems:John Murray, 1820 - 262 pages |
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Ashford behold blest boast bosom breast bride call'd charms chidden child Circassian dæmons dame dead death deed delight disdain Doctor JOHNSON dread Duke of RUTLAND e'en envy fair fame fate father favourable fear feel fix'd fled foes follies form'd gain'd gay bride give grace grave grief hand happy hear heart honour hope humble infant kind labour life's live look'd looks Lord Lord HOLLAND Lord ROBERT MANNERS lov'd marriage mind Muse numbers Nymphs o'er OVID pain PARISH REGISTER pass'd passions peace pity plac'd pleas'd pleasure poem poor prais'd praise pride proud race rage rest Right Honourable round rustic scorn shame sigh sing Sir Eustace slave smile soothe sorrows soul spirit Stephen Hill swain tears thee thine thou thought truth Twas verses vex'd Village virtue weep wife woes wretched youth
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Page 10 - On Mincio's banks, in Caesar's bounteous reign, If TITYRUS found the golden age again, Must sleepy bards the flattering dream prolong, Mechanic echoes of the Mantuan song ? From truth and nature shall we widely stray, Where VIRGIL, not where Fancy leads the way ? Yes, thus the Muses sing of happy swains, Because the Muses never knew their pains: They boast their peasants...
Page 11 - Lo ! where the heath, with withering brake grown o'er Lends the light turf that warms the neighbouring poor ; From thence a length of burning sand appears, Where the thin harvest waves its wither'd ears; Rank weeds, that every art and care defy, Reign o'er the land and rob the blighted rye...
Page 18 - Whose walls of mud scarce bear the broken door ; There, where the putrid vapours flagging, play, And the dull wheel hums doleful through the day; There children dwell who know no parents' care, Parents, who know no children's love, dwell there ; Heart-broken matrons on their joyless bed, Forsaken wives and mothers never wed ; Dejected widows with unheeded tears, And crippled age with more than childhood-fears .; The lame, the blind, and, far the happiest they ! The moping idiot and the madman gay.
Page 21 - And, skill'd at whist, devotes the night to play : Then, while such honours bloom around his head, Shall he sit sadly by the sick man's bed, To raise the hope he feels not, or with zeal To combat fears that e'en the pious feel...
Page 118 - Shame knew him not, he dreaded no disgrace; Truth, simple truth, was written in his face...
Page xxiii - I have sent you back Mr. Crabbe's poem; which " I read with great delight. It is original, vigorous, and elegant. " The alterations which I have made, I do not require him to " adopt ; for my lines are, perhaps, not often better [than] his " own : but he may take mine and his own together, and " perhaps, between them, produce something better than "either.
Page 239 - Now within the gate rejoice, Safe and seal'd and bought and blest! Safe - from all the lures of vice, Seal'd - by signs the chosen know, Bought - by love and life the price, Blest - the mighty debt to owe. "Holy Pilgrim! what for thee In a world like this remain? From thy guarded breast shall flee Fear and shame, and doubt and pain. Fear - the hope of Heaven shall fly, Shame - from glory's view retire, Doubt - in certain rapture die, Pain - in endless bliss expire.
Page 15 - Labour's fair child, that languishes with wealth? Go then ! and see them rising with the sun, Through a long course of daily toil to run ; See them beneath the dog-star's raging heat, When the knees tremble and the temples beat...
Page 22 - While bending low, their eager eyes explore The mingled relics of the parish poor! The bell tolls late, the moping owl flies round, Fear marks the flight and magnifies the sound...