Poemsauthor, 1796 - 295 pàgines |
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Pàgina 19
... rise ! ' But now the paw , the scratch , the whine , To howlings chang'd , alone can tell The sufferings of instinctive love , When fruitless prov'd its simple spell . Great grief assail'd his untaught heart , And quickly laid LUBIN AND ...
... rise ! ' But now the paw , the scratch , the whine , To howlings chang'd , alone can tell The sufferings of instinctive love , When fruitless prov'd its simple spell . Great grief assail'd his untaught heart , And quickly laid LUBIN AND ...
Pàgina 50
... rise no more to warm his joyless heart , Or bosoms half so cold - tho ' rise it must To cheer and comfort many a child of care- Abandon'd , all - deserted state ! —and yet , ' Tis hard , most hard , to quit the hold contemn'd , E'en of ...
... rise no more to warm his joyless heart , Or bosoms half so cold - tho ' rise it must To cheer and comfort many a child of care- Abandon'd , all - deserted state ! —and yet , ' Tis hard , most hard , to quit the hold contemn'd , E'en of ...
Pàgina 53
... rise in smiles , Hearts that despond to - day the next may dance , Mortal , look round ! -exult recover'd Faith ; From all thou see'st confirm the truths I sing ! - Vain were the task to trace each poison'd spring , Each stagnate pool ...
... rise in smiles , Hearts that despond to - day the next may dance , Mortal , look round ! -exult recover'd Faith ; From all thou see'st confirm the truths I sing ! - Vain were the task to trace each poison'd spring , Each stagnate pool ...
Pàgina 55
... eye , Entangling as they rise , that seem to court The eager gazers to assured bliss , Two tender souls with mutual ardour meet , ( And far as either's fond observance can , Or human penetration may presume , To take the hidden NIGHT . 55.
... eye , Entangling as they rise , that seem to court The eager gazers to assured bliss , Two tender souls with mutual ardour meet , ( And far as either's fond observance can , Or human penetration may presume , To take the hidden NIGHT . 55.
Pàgina 73
George Davies Harley. With teeming mischiefs — and abuses foul- See where they rise ; their crooked courses mark.— Thine are the DRUNKARDS most delightful hours ! If drunkards any happy hours enjoy ; And sure they shou'd when thousands ...
George Davies Harley. With teeming mischiefs — and abuses foul- See where they rise ; their crooked courses mark.— Thine are the DRUNKARDS most delightful hours ! If drunkards any happy hours enjoy ; And sure they shou'd when thousands ...
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anxious aught awhile Birmingham boast bosom brave breast check'd cheek Chelmsford close cold comfort confin'd controul cou'd crime dæmon dear deed ditto dream durance e'en e'er EURUS ev'ry evermore faded day fair Favonius fear feel fix'd fond form'd foul frame GEORGE DAVIES give grace grief hast thou hath heart Heaven hope hour indulg'd lengthen'd life's light maid man's misery moping mortal nature's ne'er never night Norwich o'er once pain pang pass'd passion peace perhaps Plain dealing pleasure poor pow'r praise pride repose scarce scene seldom sense shew shou'd sigh sink smile soft sorrow soul spirit spleen spring strain strong sure sweet tear tender thee thine thought thro thy mind toil twas twere twill twixt vice virtue warm ween wild wond'rous worth wou'd wretched
Passatges populars
Pàgina 292 - This above all, — to thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. Farewell: my blessing season this in thee!
Pàgina 291 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.
Pàgina 292 - Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous, chief in that.
Pàgina 18 - My trufty dog — that wiftful look " Is all that makes my poor heart heave ; " But hie thee home — proclaim me dead, " Forget to think — and ceafe to grieve.
Pàgina 19 - Thro' all his frame, he found to creep ; He knew not what it was to die, But knew his mafter did not ftecp.
Pàgina 19 - To meet his toil e'er morning light* ' And well his brain rememberd yet, He never patter'd tow'rds his bed ; Or lodg'd "his long face on his cheek, But ftraight he ftlrr'd, or rais'd his head. ' Yes, he remember'd, and with tears, His loving matter's kind replies; When dumbly he contriv'd to fay, " The cock has crow'd, my matter rife...
Pàgina 16 - Whate'er the time, whate'er the weather. Unlike to worldly friends were they, Who feparate in fortune's blaft — They ftill were near when fair the fky, But nearer ftill when overcaft.
Pàgina 13 - ... great master. There is one that we would particularly refer to, and that is "Shepherd Lubin." In size it is very small, but, like most of Bewick's pieces, sufficiently large to show the inimitable skill of the artist. The picture tells its own tale :— " Young Lubin was a shepherd's boy, Who watched a rigid master's sheep, And many a night was heard to sigh, And many a day was seen to weep.
Pàgina 13 - And many a day was feen to weep. ' For not a lambkin e'er was loft, Or wether ftray'd to field remote ; But Lubin ever was to blame, Nor careful he, nor penn'd his cote. Yet not a truftier lad was known, To climb the promontory's br.ow ; Nor yet a tenderer heart e'er beat, Beiide the brook in vale below.
Pàgina 13 - For not a lambkin e'er was loft, Or wether ftray'd to field remote ; But Lubin ever was to blame, Nor careful he, nor penn'd his cote. ' Yet not a tniftier lad was known, To climb the promontory's brow; Nor yet a tenderer heart e'er beat, Befide the brook in vale below. • From him ftern winter's drifting fnow, Its pelting fleet, or froft fevere ; Or fcorchiog fummer's fultry ray, Ne'er forc'da murmur, or a tear. ' For ah ! the varying feafons had To every hardship form'd his frame; Tho...