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John Bell. Then happiest he , whose timely hand To cool Discretion has the helm resign'd ; Enjoys the calm , in sight of land , From changing tides secure , and trustless wind . ΤΟ ODE III . ON BEAUTY . *** BY MR 6 Ode II . ODES .
John Bell. Then happiest he , whose timely hand To cool Discretion has the helm resign'd ; Enjoys the calm , in sight of land , From changing tides secure , and trustless wind . ΤΟ ODE III . ON BEAUTY . *** BY MR 6 Ode II . ODES .
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... land If Nature's regions are not held in sight . From Truth's abode , in search of kind deceit , Within due limits she may safely roam ; If roving does not make her hate retreat , And with aversion shun her proper home . But thanks to ...
... land If Nature's regions are not held in sight . From Truth's abode , in search of kind deceit , Within due limits she may safely roam ; If roving does not make her hate retreat , And with aversion shun her proper home . But thanks to ...
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... land ! What cries and piercing shrieks resound Through ev'ry street , at ev'ry fane ? Yet ah ! they weep , they weary heaven in vain ! Death and distraction stare on all around ! The wretched few , whom pois'nous Pest'lence spares , Of ...
... land ! What cries and piercing shrieks resound Through ev'ry street , at ev'ry fane ? Yet ah ! they weep , they weary heaven in vain ! Death and distraction stare on all around ! The wretched few , whom pois'nous Pest'lence spares , Of ...
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... land . Thence my eyes on Britain glance , And , awaken'd from my trance , While my busy thoughts I rear , Oft I wipe the falling tear . When the night again descends And her shadowy cone extends , O'er the fields I walk alone , By the ...
... land . Thence my eyes on Britain glance , And , awaken'd from my trance , While my busy thoughts I rear , Oft I wipe the falling tear . When the night again descends And her shadowy cone extends , O'er the fields I walk alone , By the ...
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... land ; With domes of art Vitruvian crown'd . See gleam her gilded spires around , Her gates in aweful grandeur stand . Equal to shine in peace , or war sustain , Her mighty bulwarks threat the plain ; With many a work of death , and ...
... land ; With domes of art Vitruvian crown'd . See gleam her gilded spires around , Her gates in aweful grandeur stand . Equal to shine in peace , or war sustain , Her mighty bulwarks threat the plain ; With many a work of death , and ...
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amorous tale ANTISTROPHE awful Beauty's Behold blest bliss bloom bosom bower breast breathes brow canst charms chearful cheek cherub confest Corsica crown'd deep delight desart Despair divine dread drest ev'ry eyes fair faithless Fancy Fancy's fate fear feel fire flame flow flowers fond Friendship gloom glow Goddess grace Grief grove hand Hark heart heaven heavenly Hope hour JOSEPH WARTON light Love Love's lyre maid Melancholy MELPOMENE mild mind Mirth morn Morpheus Muse Nature's ne'er night numbers Nymph o'er pale PALEMON passions peace pensive plain Pleasure poison'd pow'r pride rage rapture rill round rove sacred scene shade shine sighs sight silver star smiles soft solemn song sooth sorrow soul spring STROPHE sweet swell tears thee thine THOMAS PENROSE thou Thro train trembling Twas Virtue wave wealth wild wing Wisdom's wretch Youth ΤΟ
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Page 103 - THY spirit, Independence ! let me share, Lord of the lion-heart and eagle-eye ; Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky.
Page 77 - A thousand widows' shrieks I hear ; " Give me another horse !" I cry, Lo ! the base Gallic squadrons fly ; Whence is this rage ? — — What spirit, say, To battle hurries me away ? 'Tis Fancy, in her fiery car, Transports me to the thickest war, There whirls me o'er the hills of slain, Where Tumult and Destruction reign ; Where, mad with pain, the wounded steed Tramples the dying and the dead : Where giant Terror stalks around, With sullen joy surveys the ground, And, pointing to th...
Page 75 - O lover of the desert, hail ! Say, in what deep and pathless vale, Or on what hoary mountain's side...
Page 145 - Through this still valley let me stray, Rapt in some strain of pensive GRAY: Whose lofty genius bears along The conscious dignity of Song; And, scorning from the sacred store To waste a note on Pride or Power, Roves...
Page 76 - PEACE resort, And VENUS keeps her festive court, Where MIRTH and YOUTH each evening meet, And lightly trip with nimble feet, Nodding their lily-crowned heads, Where LAUGHTER rose-lip'd HEBE leads...
Page 107 - Taste unspoil'd the frugal table spread, And Industry supply the humble store, And Sleep unbribed his dews refreshing shed ; White-mantled Innocence, ethereal sprite ! Shall chase far off the goblins of the night, And Independence o'er the day preside, Propitious power ! my patron and my pride ! 120 SONG.
Page 101 - Woe, and groan of grim Despair. Lo, wizard Envy from his serpent eye Darts quick destruction in each baleful glance ; Pride smiling stern, and yellow Jealousy, Frowning Disdain, and haggard Hate advance ; Behold, amidst the dire array, Pale wither'd Care his giant-stature rears, And lo, his iron hand prepares To grasp its feeble prey.
Page 143 - Can Music's voice, can Beauty's eye, Can Painting's glowing hand supply, A charm so suited to my mind, As blows this hollow gust of wind, As drops this little weeping rill, Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill, While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray?
Page 101 - Who now will guard bewilder'd youth Safe from the fierce assault of hostile rage ? Such war can Virtue wage, Virtue, that bears the sacred shield of Truth ? Alas ! full oft on Guilt's victorious car, The spoils of Virtue are in triumph borne ; While the fair captive, mark'd with many a scar, In long obscurity, oppress'd, forlorn, Resigns to tears her angel form.
Page 74 - O'er all my artless songs preside, My footsteps to thy temple guide, To offer at thy turf-built shrine, In golden cups no costly wine, No murdered fatling of the flock, But flowers and honey from the rock.