The Complete Poetical Works of William Collins, Thomas Gray, and Oliver Goldsmith: With Biographical Sketches and Notes |
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... , by subscription , to his memory . In this Collins is represented in a reclining posture , with his lyre and a neglected poem lying upon the ground , and the Gospel open on a table before him . On the 22 LIFE OF COLLINS .
... , by subscription , to his memory . In this Collins is represented in a reclining posture , with his lyre and a neglected poem lying upon the ground , and the Gospel open on a table before him . On the 22 LIFE OF COLLINS .
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... lyre ; Who joined pure faith to strong poetic powers ; Who , in reviving reason's lucid hours , Sought on one book his troubled mind to rest , And rightly deemed the book of God the best . ' " The neglected author of the Persian ...
... lyre ; Who joined pure faith to strong poetic powers ; Who , in reviving reason's lucid hours , Sought on one book his troubled mind to rest , And rightly deemed the book of God the best . ' " The neglected author of the Persian ...
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... secret stings : In one rude clash he struck the lyre , And swept with hurried hand the strings . With woful measures wan Despair Low , sullen sounds his grief beguiled , A solemn , strange , and mingled air ; ' ODES . 67.
... secret stings : In one rude clash he struck the lyre , And swept with hurried hand the strings . With woful measures wan Despair Low , sullen sounds his grief beguiled , A solemn , strange , and mingled air ; ' ODES . 67.
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... lyre aside ? As , in that loved Athenian bower , You learned an all - commanding power , Thy mimic soul , O Nymph endeared , Can well recall what then it heard ; Where is thy native simple heart , Devote to Virtue , Fancy , Art ? Arise ...
... lyre aside ? As , in that loved Athenian bower , You learned an all - commanding power , Thy mimic soul , O Nymph endeared , Can well recall what then it heard ; Where is thy native simple heart , Devote to Virtue , Fancy , Art ? Arise ...
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... lyres , in many - colored vest , Their matted hair with boughs fantastic crowned : Whether thou bidd'st the well - taught hind repeat The choral dirge , that mourns some chieftain brave , When every shrieking maid her bosom beat , And ...
... lyres , in many - colored vest , Their matted hair with boughs fantastic crowned : Whether thou bidd'st the well - taught hind repeat The choral dirge , that mourns some chieftain brave , When every shrieking maid her bosom beat , And ...
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Page 68 - Echo still through all the song ; And where her sweetest theme she chose A soft responsive voice was heard at every close ; And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair...
Page 62 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own.
Page 59 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre ; But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.
Page 44 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Page 43 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Page 30 - The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Page 46 - Where once the sign-post caught the passing eye, Low lies that house where nut-brown draughts inspired, Where gray-beard mirth, and smiling toil retired, Where village statesmen talked with looks profound And news much older than their ale went round.
Page 61 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 70 - 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 odors from his dewy wings.
Page 24 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.