Extracts, Elegant, Instructive, and Entertaining, in Poetry, Volum 1Vicesimus Knox Rivington, 1791 |
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Pàgina 2
... ftill To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil , or conceal'd , Difperfe it , as now light difpels the dark . 4. Hymn on Gratitude . ADDISON . WHEN all thy mercies , O my God , My rifing soul surveys ...
... ftill To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil , or conceal'd , Difperfe it , as now light difpels the dark . 4. Hymn on Gratitude . ADDISON . WHEN all thy mercies , O my God , My rifing soul surveys ...
Pàgina 12
... ftill is pregnant , tho ' fhe ftill beftows . Here verdant paftures wide extended lic , And yield the grazing herd exuberant supply . Luxuriant waving in the wanton air , Here golden grain rewards the peafant's care : Here vines mature ...
... ftill is pregnant , tho ' fhe ftill beftows . Here verdant paftures wide extended lic , And yield the grazing herd exuberant supply . Luxuriant waving in the wanton air , Here golden grain rewards the peafant's care : Here vines mature ...
Pàgina 14
... ftill fucceed , they ravish still . But wandering oft , with rude inconfcious gaze , Man marks not Thee , marks not the mighty hand That , ever busy , wheels the filent spheres ; Works in the fecret deep ; fhoots , freaming , thence The ...
... ftill fucceed , they ravish still . But wandering oft , with rude inconfcious gaze , Man marks not Thee , marks not the mighty hand That , ever busy , wheels the filent spheres ; Works in the fecret deep ; fhoots , freaming , thence The ...
Pàgina 17
... ftill . And , as the thoughts of parents run Upon a dear and only fon , So kind a love his mercies fhow , So kind ... ftill Preferves thy fubjects here from ill ; Oh , my Jesus ' make me know How to pay the thanks I owe . As the fond ...
... ftill . And , as the thoughts of parents run Upon a dear and only fon , So kind a love his mercies fhow , So kind ... ftill Preferves thy fubjects here from ill ; Oh , my Jesus ' make me know How to pay the thanks I owe . As the fond ...
Pàgina 18
... ftill more gently by , While in this fummer - bower of blifs I lye , And fweetly fing of fenfe - delighting flames , And nymphs and thepherds , foft invented names ; Or view the branches which around me twine , And praife their fruit ...
... ftill more gently by , While in this fummer - bower of blifs I lye , And fweetly fing of fenfe - delighting flames , And nymphs and thepherds , foft invented names ; Or view the branches which around me twine , And praife their fruit ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 22 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite 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 churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Pàgina 22 - And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Pàgina 188 - Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Pàgina 443 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Pàgina 215 - With too much spirit to be e'er at ease; With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Pàgina 210 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Pàgina 14 - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Pàgina 19 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge thy foe.
Pàgina 205 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Pàgina 33 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.