Poems, Volume 2E. Lincoln, 1802 - English poetry |
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... particular , allowed their due praise , but cen- sured . - Fete champetre . - The book concludes with a reflection on the fatal effects of dissipation and effeminacy upon our public measures . THE TASK . BOOK I. THE S OF A. ISING.
... particular , allowed their due praise , but cen- sured . - Fete champetre . - The book concludes with a reflection on the fatal effects of dissipation and effeminacy upon our public measures . THE TASK . BOOK I. THE S OF A. ISING.
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... praise of nature most sincere , And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of poetic pomp , But genuine , and art partner of them all . How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slacken'd to a pause , and we have borne The ...
... praise of nature most sincere , And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of poetic pomp , But genuine , and art partner of them all . How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slacken'd to a pause , and we have borne The ...
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... Praise justly due to those that I describe . Nor rural sights alone , but rural sounds , Exhilarate the spirit , and restore The tone of languid nature . Mighty winds , That sweep the skirt of some far - spreading wood Of ancient growth ...
... Praise justly due to those that I describe . Nor rural sights alone , but rural sounds , Exhilarate the spirit , and restore The tone of languid nature . Mighty winds , That sweep the skirt of some far - spreading wood Of ancient growth ...
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... praise . Now mark a spot or two , That so much beauty would do well to purge ; And show this queen of cities , that so fair May yet be foul ; so witty , yet not wise . It is not seemly , nor of good report , That she is slack in ...
... praise . Now mark a spot or two , That so much beauty would do well to purge ; And show this queen of cities , that so fair May yet be foul ; so witty , yet not wise . It is not seemly , nor of good report , That she is slack in ...
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... praise and boast enough In ev'ry clime , and travel where we might , That we were born her children . Praise enough To fill th ' ambition of a private man , That Chatham's language was his mother tongue , And Wolfe's great name ...
... praise and boast enough In ev'ry clime , and travel where we might , That we were born her children . Praise enough To fill th ' ambition of a private man , That Chatham's language was his mother tongue , And Wolfe's great name ...
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Page 37 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Page 34 - Deep in unfathomable mines Of never- failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 61 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Page 100 - Cataracts of declamation thunder here ; There forests of no meaning spread the page, In which all comprehension wanders lost ; While fields of pleasantry amuse us there With merry descants on a nation's woes. The rest appears a wilderness of strange But gay confusion ; roses for the cheeks, And lilies for the brows of faded age, Teeth for the toothless, ringlets for the bald...
Page 178 - And taught a brute the way to safe revenge. i would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, * Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Page 151 - And win it with more pain. Their blood is shed In confirmation of the noblest claim, Our claim to feed upon immortal truth, To walk with God, to be divinely free, To soar, and to anticipate the skies.
Page 32 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Page 98 - And having dropped the expected bag — pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch, Cold and yet cheerful : messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some, To him indifferent- whether grief or joy. Houses in ashes, and the fall of stocks, Births, deaths, and marriages, epistles wet With tears that trickled down the writer's cheeks Fast as the periods from his fluent quill, Or charged with amorous sighs of absent swains, Or nymphs responsive, equally affect His horse and him,...
Page 50 - I venerate the man, whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
Page 153 - Acquaint thyself with God, if thou wouldst taste His works. Admitted once to his embrace, Thou shalt perceive that thou wast blind before : Thine eye shall be instructed ; and thine heart Made pure shall relish, with divine delight Till then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought.