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... sense and system itself in the others . I ought to take this oppor tunity of acknowledging the Latin translation of my Ode , which you sent me , and in which I could see little or nothing to alter , it is so exact . Believe me , Sir ...
... sense and system itself in the others . I ought to take this oppor tunity of acknowledging the Latin translation of my Ode , which you sent me , and in which I could see little or nothing to alter , it is so exact . Believe me , Sir ...
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... sense , And sweetly thoughtless let them flow , Near some cowslip - painted mead , There let me doze out the dull hours , And under me let Flora spread , A sofa of her softest flow'rs . Where , Philomel , your notes your breathe Forth ...
... sense , And sweetly thoughtless let them flow , Near some cowslip - painted mead , There let me doze out the dull hours , And under me let Flora spread , A sofa of her softest flow'rs . Where , Philomel , your notes your breathe Forth ...
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... sense confin'd , Cramp'd by the oppressors of the mind , Who study downward on the ground ; Type of the fall of Greece and Rome ; While more than mathematic gloom , Envelopes all around . ON THE SUDDEN DEATH OF A CLERGYMAN . ODE IV ...
... sense confin'd , Cramp'd by the oppressors of the mind , Who study downward on the ground ; Type of the fall of Greece and Rome ; While more than mathematic gloom , Envelopes all around . ON THE SUDDEN DEATH OF A CLERGYMAN . ODE IV ...
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... sense . In Fenhurst's plains when Waller , sick with love , Has found some silent solitary grove , Where the vague Moon - beams pour a silver flood Of trem❜lous light athwart th ' unshaven wood , Within an hoary moss - grown cell , He ...
... sense . In Fenhurst's plains when Waller , sick with love , Has found some silent solitary grove , Where the vague Moon - beams pour a silver flood Of trem❜lous light athwart th ' unshaven wood , Within an hoary moss - grown cell , He ...
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... sense was lost in terrour or in trance , My sinking soul was with my blood inflam'd , And the celestial image sunk , defac'd and maim'd . I sent back memory , in heedful guise , To search the records of preceding years ; Home , like the ...
... sense was lost in terrour or in trance , My sinking soul was with my blood inflam'd , And the celestial image sunk , defac'd and maim'd . I sent back memory , in heedful guise , To search the records of preceding years ; Home , like the ...
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Page 449 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen, who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Page 448 - The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Page 79 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Page 66 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Page 83 - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain. And drinking largely sobers us again.
Page 448 - Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.
Page 445 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms...
Page 448 - And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place ; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove...
Page 444 - Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear, Whose bright succession decks the varied year; Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives, that blossom but to die; These, here disporting, own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil; While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling land.
Page 66 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...