Poems on Various Subjects: Entertaining, Elegiac, and Religious

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author, 1786 - 172 pages

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Page 170 - Hark ! they whifper ; Angels fay, Sifter Spirit, come away ! What is this abforbs me quite, Steals my fenfes, fhuts my fight, Drowns my fpirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my foul, can this be Death?
Page 98 - There oft as toiling in the naaizy fields, Or homeward passing on the shadeless way, His joyless life the weary lab'rer yields, And instant drops beneath the deathful ray. Who dreams of nature free from nature's strife? Who dreams of constant happiness below?
Page 67 - My love, my life, said I, explain This change of humour : pr'ythee, tell : That falling tear — What does it mean ? She sigh'd ; she smil'd : and to the flowers Pointing, the lovely moralist said : See, friend, in some few fleeting hours, See yonder, what a change is made. Ah me! the blooming pride of May, And that of beauty are but one: At morn both...
Page 133 - Blefled are the dead which die in the Lord, from henceforth : Yea, faith the Spirit, that they may reft from their labours ; and their works do follow them.
Page 101 - There is, who deems all climes, all seasons fair, There is, who knows no restless passion's strife ; Contentment smiling at each idle care; Contentment, thankful for the gift of life; She finds in Winter many a scene to please; The morning landscape fring'd with frost-work gay.
Page 65 - I. ^TPHE pride of every grove I chofe, -*• The violet fweet and lily fair, The dappled pink, and blufhing rofe, To deck my charming Cloe's hair. II. At morn the nymph vouchfaf'd to place Upon her brow the various wreath ; The flowers lefs blooming than her face, The fcent lefs fragrant than her breath. III. The...
Page 165 - O, BE thou blest with all that Heaven can send, Long health, long youth, long pleasure, and a friend ! Not with those toys the female race admire, Riches that vex, and vanities that tire ; * Not as the world its petty slaves rewards, A youth of frolics, an old age of cards : Fair to no purpose, artful to no end ; Young without lovers, old without a friend ; A fop their passion, but their prize a sot ; Alive, ridiculous ; and dead, forgot...
Page 95 - And dreary winter reigns o'er earth and air. No mark of vegetable life is seen, No bird to bird repeats his tuneful call; Save the dark leaves of some rude evergreen, Save the lone red-breast on the moss-grown wall.
Page 101 - Enough has Heaven indulg'd of joy below, To tempt our tarriance in this lov'd retreat: Enough has Heaven ordain'd of useful woe, T]o make us languish for a happier seat.
Page 97 - The herd at morn wide-pafturing o'er the plain, Or throng'd at noon-tide in the willow fhade ? Where is brown autumn's ev'ning mild and ftill, What time the ripen'd corn frefh fragrance yields, What time the village peoples all the hill, And loud...

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