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第 8 頁
... rolling year ? Delightful vifitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers , And hear the found of mufic fweet From birds among the bowers . The school - boy wand'ring thro ' the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts , the new voice of ...
... rolling year ? Delightful vifitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers , And hear the found of mufic fweet From birds among the bowers . The school - boy wand'ring thro ' the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts , the new voice of ...
第 35 頁
... Roll on then , fair orb , and with gladness pursue " The path that conducts thee to splendor again : " But man's faded glory no change shall renew : " Ah , fool ! to exult in a glory so vain ! ' Tis night , and the landfcape is lovely ...
... Roll on then , fair orb , and with gladness pursue " The path that conducts thee to splendor again : " But man's faded glory no change shall renew : " Ah , fool ! to exult in a glory so vain ! ' Tis night , and the landfcape is lovely ...
第 50 頁
... roll , And roufe and elevate the foul O'er earth and all its care ; I feem to hear from heavenly plains Angelic choirs refponfive trains , And in their raptures fhare . SCOTT . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL . AN ODE . 50 THE NURSERY ...
... roll , And roufe and elevate the foul O'er earth and all its care ; I feem to hear from heavenly plains Angelic choirs refponfive trains , And in their raptures fhare . SCOTT . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL . AN ODE . 50 THE NURSERY ...
第 52 頁
... roll , And fink the body , but to raise the soul ; - To raife it , bear it to mysterious day , Nor want an angel to direct the way ! -- THOMSON . HYMN TO THE RISING SUN . FROM the red wave , rising bright , Lift on high thy golden head ...
... roll , And fink the body , but to raise the soul ; - To raife it , bear it to mysterious day , Nor want an angel to direct the way ! -- THOMSON . HYMN TO THE RISING SUN . FROM the red wave , rising bright , Lift on high thy golden head ...
第 55 頁
... rolling years are nought . GAY . FALSE GREATNESS . MYLO , forbear to call him bleft That only boasts a large estate ... roll , He's but a wretch , with all his lands , That wears a narrow foul . He fwells amidft his wealthy ftore , And ...
... rolling years are nought . GAY . FALSE GREATNESS . MYLO , forbear to call him bleft That only boasts a large estate ... roll , He's but a wretch , with all his lands , That wears a narrow foul . He fwells amidft his wealthy ftore , And ...
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ANWYLL beams beauty Belfield beſt blaſt bleffings bleft blifs bloom bofom breaſt breath caft canker-worm charms Churchill crown'd darkneſs dear delight dwell earth EDMUND EDWARD Elinor eternal ev'ry facred fafe fair fame fate fcene fear feek feems ferene fhade fhall fhine fhould figh filent fing fleep flower fmile foft fome fong foon foothe forrow foul ftar ftill ftore ftrain ftream fuch fupply furveys fweet glory grace hand happy heart Heaven hour Howard marks lefs light mind Miss Onslow misty mountains moffy morn mourn Mufe MYLO night nymph o'er paffions peace pity pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r praiſe pride purſue rife rill rofe round ſhade ſhall ſhare ſkies ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread Spring ſtill ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thou thouſand thro toil treaſure truth vale Virtue wakeful eye Whofe Wiſdom youth
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第 159 頁 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
第 103 頁 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe.
第 158 頁 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
第 158 頁 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
第 89 頁 - It is a period nowhere to be found In all the hoary registers of time, Unless perchance in the fool's calendar. Wisdom disclaims the word, nor" holds society With those who own it.
第 93 頁 - How fair is the Rose ! what a beautiful flower ! The glory of April and May : But the leaves are beginning to fade in an hour, And they wither and die in a day. Yet the Rose has one powerful virtue to boast, Above all the flowers of the field ! When its leaves are all dead and...
第 116 頁 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there, where to be born and die, Of rich and poor makes all the history ; Enough, that Virtue fill'd the space between ; Prov'd by the ends of being, to have been.
第 13 頁 - I HATE that drum's discordant sound, Parading round, and round, and round : To thoughtless youth it pleasure yields, And lures from cities and from fields, To sell their liberty for charms Of tawdry lace and glittering arms ; And when Ambition's voice commands, To march, and fight, and fall in foreign lands.
第 121 頁 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
第 115 頁 - Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain.