Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, Volumes 9-10J. Bell, 1789 |
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... pride , To whom thy son gave immortality . Sweet FANCY smil'd , and wav'd her mystic rod , When strait these visions felt her pow'rful arm , And one by one succeeded at her nod , As vassal sprites obey the wizard's charm . First a ...
... pride , To whom thy son gave immortality . Sweet FANCY smil'd , and wav'd her mystic rod , When strait these visions felt her pow'rful arm , And one by one succeeded at her nod , As vassal sprites obey the wizard's charm . First a ...
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... Pride of thy country , Wilmot , and her shame ! By every grace adorn'd , and Muse inspir'd ! Thy early fall how pitied ! and thy name , How much detested , and how much admir'd ! Yet must unbiass'd posterity admit , For all thou wrot'st ...
... Pride of thy country , Wilmot , and her shame ! By every grace adorn'd , and Muse inspir'd ! Thy early fall how pitied ! and thy name , How much detested , and how much admir'd ! Yet must unbiass'd posterity admit , For all thou wrot'st ...
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... Pride ! From starry height her sacred powers descend , The garish pomp of Grandeur to deride , And giddy Fortune's rash decrees amend . A day he flourish'd in the peaceful soil , Another saw him on the hostile strand , Guiding the ...
... Pride ! From starry height her sacred powers descend , The garish pomp of Grandeur to deride , And giddy Fortune's rash decrees amend . A day he flourish'd in the peaceful soil , Another saw him on the hostile strand , Guiding the ...
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... pride of years . 20 In evil hour , to specious wiles a prey , I trusted :-( who from faults is always free ? ) And the short progress of one fatal day Was all the space ' twixt wealth and poverty . Where could I seek for comfort , or ...
... pride of years . 20 In evil hour , to specious wiles a prey , I trusted :-( who from faults is always free ? ) And the short progress of one fatal day Was all the space ' twixt wealth and poverty . Where could I seek for comfort , or ...
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John Bell. Though deeply hurt , yet sway'd by decent pride , She hush'd her sorrows with becoming art , And faintly strove with sickly smiles to hide The canker - worm that prey'd upon her heart . 40 Nor blam'd his cruelty - nor wish'd ...
John Bell. Though deeply hurt , yet sway'd by decent pride , She hush'd her sorrows with becoming art , And faintly strove with sickly smiles to hide The canker - worm that prey'd upon her heart . 40 Nor blam'd his cruelty - nor wish'd ...
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Page 149 - midst the changeful scenery, ever new, Fancy a thousand wondrous forms descries, More wildly great than ever pencil drew, Rocks, torrents, gulfs, and shapes of giant size, And glittering cliffs on cliffs, and fiery ramparts rise.
Page 138 - Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? Soon shall the orient with new lustre burn, And spring shall soon her vital influence shed, Again attune the grove, again adorn the mead.
Page 134 - But why should I his childish feats display ? Concourse and noise, and toil, he ever fled ; Nor cared to mingle in the clamorous fray Of squabbling imps ; but to the forest sped, Or roam'd at large the lonely mountain's head", Or, where the maze of some bewilder'd stream To deep untrodden groves his footsteps led. There would he wander wild, till Phoebus' beam, Shot from the western cliff, released the weary team.
Page 142 - But who the melodies of morn can tell ? — The wild brook babbling down the mountain side ; The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide, The clamorous horn along the cliffs above ; The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide ; The hum of bees ; the linnet's lay of love ; And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.
Page 144 - Who to th' enraptur'd heart, and ear, and eye, Teach beauty, virtue, truth, and love, and melody. XLI. Hence ! ye, who snare and stupify the mind, Sophists, of beauty, virtue, joy, the bane ! Greedy and fell, though impotent and blind, Who spread your filthy nets in Truth's fair fane, And ever ply your venom'd fangs amain ! Hence to dark Error's den, whose rankling slime First gave you form ! Hence ! lest the Muse should deign (Though loath on theme so mean to waste a rhyme), With vengeance to pursue...
Page 174 - Nor less to regulate man's moral frame Science exerts her all-composing sway. Flutters thy breast with fear, or pants for fame, Or pines, to indolence and spleen a prey, Or avarice, a fiend more fierce than they ? Flee to the shade of Academus...
Page 135 - The crimson cloud, blue main, and mountain grey, •And lake, dim-gleaming on the smoky lawn : Far to the west the long long vale withdrawn, Where twilight loves to linger for a while ; And now he faintly kens the bounding fawn, And villager abroad at early toil. But lo ! the Sun appears ! and heaven, earth, ocean, smile.
Page 142 - O to thy cursed scream, discordant still, Let harmony aye shut her gentle ear : Thy boastful mirth let jealous rivals spill, Insult thy crest, and glossy pinions tear, And ever in thy dreams the ruthless fox appear.
Page 136 - In truth he was a strange and wayward wight, Fond of each gentle, and each dreadful scene, In darkness, and in storm, he found delight : Nor less, than when on ocean-wave serene The southern Sun diffused his dazzling shene.
Page 158 - midst the rocks was heard to flow In solemn sounds. Now beam'd the evening star ; And from embattled clouds emerging slow, Cynthia came riding on her silver car ; And hoary mountain-cliffs shone faintly from afar.