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... must have tried Some charm of equal power , I daily fee , But ftill to me Oblivion is denied , There's no Nepenthe , now , on earth for me , SONNET LXXXIX . TO THE SUN . WHETHER awaken'd from ELEGIAC SONNETS . 29 Nepenthe.
... must have tried Some charm of equal power , I daily fee , But ftill to me Oblivion is denied , There's no Nepenthe , now , on earth for me , SONNET LXXXIX . TO THE SUN . WHETHER awaken'd from ELEGIAC SONNETS . 29 Nepenthe.
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... must go To his work in the foreft , half buried in snow , And at night bring home wood for the hearth . The bridge on the heath by the flood was wash'd down , And faft , fast fell the fleet and the rain , The stream to a wild rapid ...
... must go To his work in the foreft , half buried in snow , And at night bring home wood for the hearth . The bridge on the heath by the flood was wash'd down , And faft , fast fell the fleet and the rain , The stream to a wild rapid ...
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... Must lose their magic , and their power to please ; Too fwiftly fled , the rofy hours of youth Shall yield their fairy - charms to mournful Truth ; Even now , a mother's fond prophetic fear Sees the 80 VERSES . Verses written by the ...
... Must lose their magic , and their power to please ; Too fwiftly fled , the rofy hours of youth Shall yield their fairy - charms to mournful Truth ; Even now , a mother's fond prophetic fear Sees the 80 VERSES . Verses written by the ...
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... to lament his unhappy life , ( latterly paffed , as I have understood , in an employment to which such a mind as his must have been averse , ) nor his premature death . For one , herself made the 122 QUOTATIONS AND NOTES .
... to lament his unhappy life , ( latterly paffed , as I have understood , in an employment to which such a mind as his must have been averse , ) nor his premature death . For one , herself made the 122 QUOTATIONS AND NOTES .
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... must have a melancholy pleasure in relieving by their benevolence the unfortunate family he has left ? Line 14 . " Enjoys the liberty it loved- " Pope . SONNET Line 1 . LXXXIII . The upland fhepherd , as reclined he lies . Suggested by ...
... must have a melancholy pleasure in relieving by their benevolence the unfortunate family he has left ? Line 14 . " Enjoys the liberty it loved- " Pope . SONNET Line 1 . LXXXIII . The upland fhepherd , as reclined he lies . Suggested by ...
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Page 138 - D'erbe novelle e di novelli amori; Tu torni ben, ma teco Non tornano i sereni E fortunati dì delle mie gioie: Tu torni ben, tu torni; Ma teco altro non torna, Che del perduto mio caro tesoro La rimembranza misera e dolente. Tu quella se', tu quella Ch'eri pur dianzi sì vezzosa e bella; Ma non son io già quel ch' un tempo fui Sì caro agli occhi altrui.
Page 138 - O primavera, gioventù de l'anno, bella madre di fiori, d'erbe novelle e di novelli amori, tu torni ben, ma teco non tornano i sereni e fortunati di de le mie gioie; tu torni ben, tu torni, ma teco altro non torna che del perduto mio caro tesoro la rimembranza misera e dolente. Tu quella se...
Page 139 - It is worthy the observing, that there is no passion in the mind of man so weak, but it mates ' and masters the fear of death; and therefore death is no such terrible enemy when a man hath so many attendants about him that can win the combat of him. Revenge triumphs over death ; Love slights it; Honour aspireth to it; Grief flieth to it; Fear pre-occupateth it...
Page 77 - A various wreath I wove, Of laughing Spring's luxuriant sweets, To deck ungrateful love: The rose or thorn my numbers crown'd As Venus smil'd, or Venus frown'd, But love and joy, and all their train are flown.
Page 81 - Must lose their magic, and their power to please ; Too swiftly fled, the rosy hours of youth Shall yield their fairy-charms to mournful Truth ; Even now, a mother's fond prophetic fear Sees the dark train of human ills appear; Views various fortune for each lovely child, Storms for the bold, and anguish for the mild ; Beholds already those expressive eyes Beam a sad certainty of future sighs ; And dreads each suffering those dear breasts may know In their long passage through a world of woe; Perchance...
Page 76 - Ceres' shrine ; For dull to humid eyes appear The golden glories of the year ; Alas ! a melancholy worship's mine ! I hail the goddess for her scarlet flower. Thou brilliant weed That dost so far exceed The richest gifts gay Flora can bestow, Heedless I pass'd thee in Life's morning hour (Thou comforter of woe), Till Sorrow taught me to confess thy power.
Page 35 - Tho' o'er his coffin with the humid earth No children drop the unavailing tear? Rather rejoice that here his sorrows cease, Whom sickness, age, and poverty oppress'd; Where Death, the Leveller, restores to peace The wretch who living knew not where to rest. Rejoice, that tho...
Page 124 - Temper'd with drugs of sovereign use, to assuage The boiling bosom of tumultuous rage ; To clear the cloudy front of wrinkled Care, And dry the tearful sluices of Despair : Charm'd with that virtuous draught, the exalted mind All sense of woe delivers to the wind.
Page 79 - By thee the hopeless die! Oh! ever "friendly to despair," Might Sorrow's pallid votary dare, Without a crime, that remedy implore, Which bids the spirit from its bondage fly, I'd court thy palliative aid no more; No more I'd sue that thou shouldst...
Page 125 - Not that Nepenthes which the wife of Thone In Egypt gave to Jove-born Helena Is of such power to stir up joy as this, To life so friendly, or so cool to thirst.