The poetical works of mr. William CollinsT. Cadell, Jun. and W. Davies, 1797 - 124页 |
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Abra AGIB ANTISTROPHE beautiful beſt blaſt bleft bleſs boaſt breaſt breathing characteriſtic charm COLLINS CYMBELINE delight deſcription deſpair diſtant dreft Druid ECLOGUE EPODE eyes faid fair Fancy fate Fear feem fhade fhadowy fhall fhepherds fhriek fide fighs filent fimple firſt folemn fome fong fons footh forrow fuch fung fwain fweet fword Georgian grief grove hair hand heart Hebrides himſelf iſland iſle juft laſt leſs lov'd luckleſs lyre meaſure midſt mind moſt Mufe Mufic Muſe muſt numbers nymph o'er paffions Peace Pity plains pleaſe pleaſure Poem Poet Poetry poffeffed purſue raiſe riſe ſcenes SECANDER ſecret ſeems ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhed ſhore ſhould SIR THOMAS HANMER ſoft ſome ſong ſpeak ſpirit ſpread ſprings ſtate ſtill ſtorm ſtrength ſubject ſweet ſweetneſs thee themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thro train truth uſed vale verſe waſte whofe whoſe wild wiſh wizzard youth
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第100页 - The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew. The redbreast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
第46页 - 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.
第86页 - 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.
第81页 - And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the strain prolong ; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She call'd on 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 smil'd, and wav'd her golden hair...
第83页 - Yet still he kept his wild unalter'd mien, While each strain'd ball of sight seem'd bursting from his head.
第107页 - Fresh to that soil thou turn'st, whose ev'ry vale Shall prompt the poet, and his song demand: To thee thy copious subjects ne'er shall fail; Thou need'st but take the pencil to thy hand, And paint what all believe who own thy genial land.
第84页 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemmed with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, — The hunter's call, to faun and dryad known!
第68页 - 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.
第69页 - 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.
第16页 - At morn she came those willing flocks to lead, Where lilies rear them in the watery mead; From early dawn the live-long hours she told, Till late at silent eve she penn'd the fold. Deep in the grove, beneath the secret shade, A various wreath of odorous flowers she made: Gay-motley'd pinks...