Poems. By William Mason, M.A.: Containing, Odes, Elegies, Dramatic Pieces, &c. To this Dublin Edition are Added, I. Isis: an Elegy. II. An Ode Performed at the Senate-house at Cambridge, at the Installation of His Grace the Duke of Newcastle, ... By the Same Author, Issue 450Peter Wilson, and James Potts, 1764 - 252 pages |
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... Tell him , ' twas wove by my immortal hand , " I breath'd on every flower a purer glow ; " " Say , for thy fake , I send the gift divine To him , who calls thee His , yet makes thee MINE , ODE ODE V. To a FRIEND . A I , H [ 28 ]
... Tell him , ' twas wove by my immortal hand , " I breath'd on every flower a purer glow ; " " Say , for thy fake , I send the gift divine To him , who calls thee His , yet makes thee MINE , ODE ODE V. To a FRIEND . A I , H [ 28 ]
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... Tell him , ' twas wove by my immortal hand , " I breath'd on every flower a purer glow ; " Say , for thy fake , I fend the gift divine 66 To him , who calls thee His , yet makes thee MINE . ΟΡΕ IV . But fuch terrific charms as thefe , I ...
... Tell him , ' twas wove by my immortal hand , " I breath'd on every flower a purer glow ; " Say , for thy fake , I fend the gift divine 66 To him , who calls thee His , yet makes thee MINE . ΟΡΕ IV . But fuch terrific charms as thefe , I ...
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... tell thee , the mifguided praise Clouds the cœleftial funshine of his breast ; Ev'n now , repentant of his erring Lays , He heaves a figh amid the realms of reft . If POPE thro ' friendship fail'd , indignant view , Yet pity DRYDEN ...
... tell thee , the mifguided praise Clouds the cœleftial funshine of his breast ; Ev'n now , repentant of his erring Lays , He heaves a figh amid the realms of reft . If POPE thro ' friendship fail'd , indignant view , Yet pity DRYDEN ...
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... Tell all the ftory ? Did fhe marfhal him , To this his deed of vengeance ? CHORU S. Dearest Master , Elfrida told him not : his own deceit Was his informer . Here the Earl arriv'd Early at morn , in mean and pilgrim weeds , All like an ...
... Tell all the ftory ? Did fhe marfhal him , To this his deed of vengeance ? CHORU S. Dearest Master , Elfrida told him not : his own deceit Was his informer . Here the Earl arriv'd Early at morn , in mean and pilgrim weeds , All like an ...
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... filent fupplication , Do thou recount -Ah ! no , thy modest tongue : Could never tell ev'n half the gallant story .. Be filent then . Let Edgar's felf reflect ;, F 5 Forr For well I know his Mem'ry writes thy Virtues Upon [ 105 ]
... filent fupplication , Do thou recount -Ah ! no , thy modest tongue : Could never tell ev'n half the gallant story .. Be filent then . Let Edgar's felf reflect ;, F 5 Forr For well I know his Mem'ry writes thy Virtues Upon [ 105 ]
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antient ARVIRAGUS ATHEL Athelwold AULUS DIDIU Bards baſe beſt bleffing bleft bound breaft Britiſh Britons brother brow CARAC CARACTA CARACTACUS Caractacus's caufe cauſe charms CHORUS Doft thou doth Druid e'er Earl EDGAR EDWIN Elfrida ELIDURUS Ev'n ev'ry EVELINA facred fafe fage falchion fame fate father fave fear fhade fhall fhould fifter figh firſt flain foft folemn fome fong foon footh foul ftill ftrain ftrange ftream fuch fure fword Gods grace grove guife hafte hail halfp hallow'd hear heart heav'n holy inftant King laft light Lord lyre Mona moſt Mufe muft muſt o'er ORGAR paffions peace penfive praiſe Prince purpoſe reft rife Romans ſcene SEMICHORUS ſhade ſhall ſpeak ſpread ſtep TACUS tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thro throne trembling vafe VELLINUS Virgins virtue whofe whoſe WOLD youth
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Page 25 - mid thy trembling firings, Shall catch the rich melodious fpoil, And lightly brufh thee with their purple wings, To aid the zephyrs in their tuneful toil ; While others check each ruder gale, Expel rough Boreas from the fky, Nor let a breeze its heaving breath exhale, Save fuch as foftly pant, and panting die. Then, as thy fwelling accents rife, Fair Fancy, waking at the found, Shall paint bright vifions on her raptur'd eyes, And waft her fpirits to enchanted ground, To myrtle groves, Elyfian greens...
Page 128 - Gaze on the solemn scene : behold yon oak, How stern he frowns, and with his broad brown arms Chills the pale plain beneath him : mark yon altar, The dark stream brawling round its rugged base, These cliffs, these yawning caverns, this wide circus, Skirted with unhewn stone : they awe my soul, As if the very Genius of the place Himself appear'd, and with terrific tread Stalk'd through his drear domain.
Page 46 - Greece with firm majestic tread ! Such as when Athens saw thee fill her scene, When Sophocles thy choral Graces led : " Saw thy proud pall its purple length devolve ; Saw thee uplift the glitt'ring dagger high ; Ponder with fixed brow thy deep resolve, Prepar'd to strike, to triumph, and to die.
Page 40 - Breathe from his artless reed one parting lay; A lay like this thy early Virtues claim, And this let voluntary Friendship pay.
Page 11 - Is hung on high, to poison half mankind. All fame is foreign but of true desert, Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart...
Page 161 - tis thus. CHORUS. We trust thou do'st not. CARACTACUS. Masters of Wisdom ! No : my soul confides In that all-healing and all-forming Power, Who on the radiant day when Time was born, Cast his broad eye upon the wild of ocean, And calm'd it with a glance : then plunging deep His mighty arm, pluck'd from its dark domain...
Page 51 - Go, wifer ye, that flutter life away, Crown with the mantling juice the goblet high ; Weave the light dance, with feftive freedom gay, And live your moment, fince the next ye die ! Yet know, vain fcepticks, know, th...
Page 28 - Yet nourifh ftill the lambent flame ; " Still ftrike thy blamelefs Lyre : " Led by the moral Mufe fecurely rove ; " And all the vernal fweets thy vacant Youth " Can cull from bufy Fancy's fairy grove, " O hang their foliage round the fane of Truth : " To arts like thefe devote thy tuneful toil, " And meet its fair reward in D'ARCY'S fmile.
Page 101 - Summon'd to pass the spacious realms of time ; Their leader the Almighty. In that march Ah who may quit his post, when high in air The chos'n Archangel rides, whose right hand wields Th' imperial standard of Heav'n's providence, Which, dreadly sweeping through the vaulted sky, O'ershadows all creation ? ATHELWOLD.
Page 176 - That on my soul doth lie some secret grief These looks perforce will tell : It is not fear, Druids, it is not fear that shakes me thus ; The great gods know it is not : Ye can never : For, what though wisdom lifts ye next those gods, Ye cannot, like to...