A collection of poems on divine and moral subjects, selected from various authors by W. Giles |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 39 筆
第 xi 頁
To which he replied , " that he was not indeed the author of it , but that there were many lines in it of which he should not be afhamed . " And he might have added , " nor of the whole performance .
To which he replied , " that he was not indeed the author of it , but that there were many lines in it of which he should not be afhamed . " And he might have added , " nor of the whole performance .
第 xvi 頁
To convey pleasure and inftruction in the dress of poetry , was my defign in making this collection . And if my endeavors are fuccefsful , I fhall think myself more than paid for all my trouble .--- The whole I commit into the hands of ...
To convey pleasure and inftruction in the dress of poetry , was my defign in making this collection . And if my endeavors are fuccefsful , I fhall think myself more than paid for all my trouble .--- The whole I commit into the hands of ...
第 2 頁
Whose word from nothing call'd this beauteous whole , This wide - expanded all from pole to pole ! Who fhall prescribe the boundary to thee ? Or fix the æra of eternity ! Should we , deceiv'd by error's fceptic glafs , Admit the thought ...
Whose word from nothing call'd this beauteous whole , This wide - expanded all from pole to pole ! Who fhall prescribe the boundary to thee ? Or fix the æra of eternity ! Should we , deceiv'd by error's fceptic glafs , Admit the thought ...
第 3 頁
Here reafon its eternal author finds , } The whole who regulates , unites , and binds , Enlivens matter , and produces minds ! Inactive chaos fleeps in dull repose , Nor knowledge thence , nor free volition flows !
Here reafon its eternal author finds , } The whole who regulates , unites , and binds , Enlivens matter , and produces minds ! Inactive chaos fleeps in dull repose , Nor knowledge thence , nor free volition flows !
第 7 頁
Moft perfect , moft intelligent , most wise , In whom the fanctity of pureness lies ; In whose adjusting mind the whole is wrought , Whose form is fpirit ! and whose effence , thought ! Are truths infcrib'd by wifdom's brightest ray ...
Moft perfect , moft intelligent , most wise , In whom the fanctity of pureness lies ; In whose adjusting mind the whole is wrought , Whose form is fpirit ! and whose effence , thought ! Are truths infcrib'd by wifdom's brightest ray ...
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第 292 頁 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
第 289 頁 - Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour: — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
第 293 頁 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
第 288 頁 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
第 139 頁 - The swain in barren deserts with surprise Sees lilies spring, and sudden verdure rise ; And starts, amidst the thirsty wilds to hear New falls of water murmuring in his ear. On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes, The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods.
第 55 頁 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
第 290 頁 - Some village-Hampden, that with dauntlefs breaft The little Tyrant of his fields withftood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may reft, Some Cromwell guiltlefs of his country's blood.. Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
第 58 頁 - Slow creaking turns the door with jealous care, And half he welcomes in the shivering pair...
第 288 頁 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
第 56 頁 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...