The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 71804 |
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... mind As foft as woman's can be ) You'll grow as conftant as a dove , And taste the purer fwects of love , Unvifited by Ranby . ENVY AND FORTUNE : SA A TALE . то MRS . GARRICK . AYS Envy to Fortune , " Soft , foft , Madam Flirt ! " Not ...
... mind As foft as woman's can be ) You'll grow as conftant as a dove , And taste the purer fwects of love , Unvifited by Ranby . ENVY AND FORTUNE : SA A TALE . то MRS . GARRICK . AYS Envy to Fortune , " Soft , foft , Madam Flirt ! " Not ...
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... mind , That can , by fympathy , impart Its likeness to the rougheft heart . Her eyes with magic pow'r endu'd , To fire the dull , and awe the rude . His rofy fingers on her face Shed lavish every blooming grace , And ftamp'd ...
... mind , That can , by fympathy , impart Its likeness to the rougheft heart . Her eyes with magic pow'r endu'd , To fire the dull , and awe the rude . His rofy fingers on her face Shed lavish every blooming grace , And ftamp'd ...
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... mind ; By empty chirping not attain'd , But by laborious study gain'd . Go read the authors Pope explodes , Fathom the depth of Cibber's odes , With modern plays improve thy wit , Read all the learning Henicy writ ; And , if thou needs ...
... mind ; By empty chirping not attain'd , But by laborious study gain'd . Go read the authors Pope explodes , Fathom the depth of Cibber's odes , With modern plays improve thy wit , Read all the learning Henicy writ ; And , if thou needs ...
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... mind , Is wedlock , of a meaner kind . While womb'd in fpace , primæval clay A yet unfashion'd embryo lay , The ... Mind . Caught in the fond , celeftial fire , The Mind perceiv'd unknown defire , And now with kind effufion flow'd , And ...
... mind , Is wedlock , of a meaner kind . While womb'd in fpace , primæval clay A yet unfashion'd embryo lay , The ... Mind . Caught in the fond , celeftial fire , The Mind perceiv'd unknown defire , And now with kind effufion flow'd , And ...
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... mind ye— Tell him you've left your charity behind ye . A pretty plea , his wants to our regard ! As if we Bloods had bowels for a bard ! Befides , what men of spirit , now - a - days , Come to give fober judgments of new plays ? It ...
... mind ye— Tell him you've left your charity behind ye . A pretty plea , his wants to our regard ! As if we Bloods had bowels for a bard ! Befides , what men of spirit , now - a - days , Come to give fober judgments of new plays ? It ...
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Page 278 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Page 276 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Page 281 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...
Page 60 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Page 278 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Page 279 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 278 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Page 282 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...
Page 278 - To thee he gave the heavenly birth, And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged Nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
Page 68 - The royal lover bore her from the plain ; Yet still her crook and bleating flock remain: Oft, as she went, she backward turn'd her view, And bade that crook and bleating flock adieu. Fair, happy maid ! to other...