The Works of the English Poets: Thomson; Hammond; CollinsH. Hughs, 1779 - English poetry |
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... toil , And liberal blood of glorious ages , mine : Nor bursts my fleeping thunder on their head . Whence this unwonted patience ? this weak doubt ? 30 This tame befeeching of rejected peace ? This meek forbearance ? this unnative fear ...
... toil , And liberal blood of glorious ages , mine : Nor bursts my fleeping thunder on their head . Whence this unwonted patience ? this weak doubt ? 30 This tame befeeching of rejected peace ? This meek forbearance ? this unnative fear ...
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... toiling age ! 105 Oh , firft of human bleffings ! and fupreme ! Fair Peace ! how lovely , how delightful thou By whofe wide tie , the kindred fons of men Like brothers live , in amity combin'd , And unfufpicious faith ; while honest toil ...
... toiling age ! 105 Oh , firft of human bleffings ! and fupreme ! Fair Peace ! how lovely , how delightful thou By whofe wide tie , the kindred fons of men Like brothers live , in amity combin'd , And unfufpicious faith ; while honest toil ...
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... toils . With him the failor fooths , Beneath the trembling moon , the midnight wave ; 140 And the full city , warm ... toil ! Ev'n from the rafh protected what reproach ? For he thy value knows ; thy friendship he To human nature : but ...
... toils . With him the failor fooths , Beneath the trembling moon , the midnight wave ; 140 And the full city , warm ... toil ! Ev'n from the rafh protected what reproach ? For he thy value knows ; thy friendship he To human nature : but ...
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... toil for this Are liberal pour'd o'er all the fervent land . Then cherish this , this unexpenfive power , Undangerous to the public , ever prompt , By lavish Nature thrust into your hand : And , unincumber'd with the bulk immenfe Of ...
... toil for this Are liberal pour'd o'er all the fervent land . Then cherish this , this unexpenfive power , Undangerous to the public , ever prompt , By lavish Nature thrust into your hand : And , unincumber'd with the bulk immenfe Of ...
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... toil , which strings your nerves , And your own proper happiness creates ! Oh , let not the foft , penetrating plague 250 Creep on the free - born mind ; and working there , With the sharp tooth of many a new - form'd want , Endlefs ...
... toil , which strings your nerves , And your own proper happiness creates ! Oh , let not the foft , penetrating plague 250 Creep on the free - born mind ; and working there , With the sharp tooth of many a new - form'd want , Endlefs ...
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Page 254 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung : There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! TO MERCY.
Page 273 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Page 265 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Page 292 - Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear In all my griefs a more than equal...
Page 249 - O thou, whose spirit most possest The sacred seat of Shakspeare's breast! By all that from thy prophet broke. In thy divine emotions spoke ; Hither again thy fury deal, Teach me but once like him to feel : His cypress wreath my meed decree, And I, O Fear, will dwell with thee ! ODE TO SIMPLICITY.
Page 272 - He threw his blood-stained sword, in thunder, down ; And with a withering look, The war-denouncing trumpet took, And blew a blast so loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe! And, ever and anon, he beat The doubling drum, with furious heat...
Page 320 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch...
Page 20 - Free for their country and for ME to die : Ere mercenary murder grew a trade. Mark, as the purple triumph waves along, The highest pomp and lowest fall of life.
Page 253 - Of rude access, of prospect wild, Where, tangled round the jealous steep, Strange shades o'erbrow the valleys deep, And holy genii guard the rock, Its glooms embrown, its springs unlock ; eo While on its rich ambitious head, An Eden, like his own, lies spread...
Page 265 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discover'd spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.