A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, Volume 2Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 |
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... spread their wings , his hand Grafps Victory , its flave . Such was thy brow Majestic , fuch thy martial port , when Gaul Fled from thy frown , and in the Danube sought A refuge from thy fword . - There , where the field Was deepest ...
... spread their wings , his hand Grafps Victory , its flave . Such was thy brow Majestic , fuch thy martial port , when Gaul Fled from thy frown , and in the Danube sought A refuge from thy fword . - There , where the field Was deepest ...
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... spread the law of Love by Fear . The priest , who plagues the world , can never mend No foe to Man was e'er to God a friend : Let reafon and let virtue faith maintain , All force but theirs is impious , weak , and vain . Me other cares ...
... spread the law of Love by Fear . The priest , who plagues the world , can never mend No foe to Man was e'er to God a friend : Let reafon and let virtue faith maintain , All force but theirs is impious , weak , and vain . Me other cares ...
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... this be Love . V. When fond of pow'r , of beauty vain , Her nets fhe spread for every fwain , I ftrove to hate , but vainly ftrove ; - Tell me , my Heart , if this be Love . SONG . SON G. Written in the Year 1733. By the Same ( 59 )
... this be Love . V. When fond of pow'r , of beauty vain , Her nets fhe spread for every fwain , I ftrove to hate , but vainly ftrove ; - Tell me , my Heart , if this be Love . SONG . SON G. Written in the Year 1733. By the Same ( 59 )
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... spread his fame , And Parthian tyrants trembled at his name ; Though bright in arms , while hofts around him bleed , With martial pride he prefs'd his foaming steed . No pomps like these my humble vows require ; I afk , in thy embraces ...
... spread his fame , And Parthian tyrants trembled at his name ; Though bright in arms , while hofts around him bleed , With martial pride he prefs'd his foaming steed . No pomps like these my humble vows require ; I afk , in thy embraces ...
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... spreading oaks imbrown'd ! Hark ! hark ! the voice of joy I hear , Sung by a thousand echoes round ; And now I view a glitt'ring train , In triumph march o'er yonder plain . Grand CHORUS of SPIRITS and BARDS . Hail mighty nation ! ever ...
... spreading oaks imbrown'd ! Hark ! hark ! the voice of joy I hear , Sung by a thousand echoes round ; And now I view a glitt'ring train , In triumph march o'er yonder plain . Grand CHORUS of SPIRITS and BARDS . Hail mighty nation ! ever ...
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ARCHIMAGO bards beſtow bleft blifs blissful band bluſh boaſt bofom breaſt Britiſh cauſe ceaſe charms cloſe defire delight diftant eaſe Edward EPIGRAM Ev'n eyes facred fage fair fame fatire fenfe fhade fhall fhine fing firſt fix'd flame flave flow'rs foft fome fond fong fons foon footh form'd foul fpirit friendſhip ftill fuch fure fweet gen'rous grace happineſs heart heav'n heav'nly honour infpire juſt juſtice king laſt lefs liberty loft lyre mind moſt Mufe Muſe muſt nature's ne'er o'er paffion pain paſt pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride prince purſue rage raiſe Reaſon reft reſt rife ſcene ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhould ſmile SONNET ſpoils ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtore ſtream ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou throne toils train truth uſe verſe vex'd virtue Whate'er whofe Whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh youth
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Page 322 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Page 321 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Page 324 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage: Lo! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings: all are men, Condemned alike to groan; The tender for another's pain, Th
Page 54 - Seek to be good, but aim not to be great: A woman's noblest station is retreat; Her fairest virtues fly from public sight, Domestic worth, that shuns too strong a light.
Page 326 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Page 312 - The chariot marks the rolling ring ; And gath'ring crowds, with eager eyes, And shouts, pursue him as he flies. Triumphant to the goal return'd, With nobler thirst his bosom burn'd ; And now along th...
Page 385 - ... second : If twice four verses were but fairly reckon'd I should turn back on the hardest part, and laugh. Thus far with good success I think I've scribbled, And of twice seven lines have clear got o'er ten. Courage ! Another'll finish the first triplet ; Thanks to the muse, my work begins to shorten, There's thirteen lines got through, driblet by driblet, 'Tis done!
Page 325 - Hours, Fair Venus' train, appear, Disclose the long-expecting flowers And wake the purple year! The attic warbler pours her throat Responsive to the cuckoo's note, The untaught harmony of Spring: While, whispering pleasure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs thro' the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling.
Page 47 - To whom I gave my own harmonious lyre, If high exalted on the Throne of Wit, Near Me and Homer thou afpire to...