The Poetical Works of John Scott EsqJ. Buckland, 1786 - 343 pagina's |
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Pagina 14
... vain , Thus make paft pleasure caufe of prefent pain ! Ceafe , gentle Swain , ' he said ; ' from thee , alone , ' Are youth's bleft hours and fancy'd prospects flown ? < Ah , no ! -remembrance to my view restores • Dear native fields ...
... vain , Thus make paft pleasure caufe of prefent pain ! Ceafe , gentle Swain , ' he said ; ' from thee , alone , ' Are youth's bleft hours and fancy'd prospects flown ? < Ah , no ! -remembrance to my view restores • Dear native fields ...
Pagina 20
... vain ? • What fiend relentless then my foul poffeft ? Oblivion hide ! for ever hide the reft ! Too well her innocence and truth were prov'd ; Too late my pity and my juftice mov'd ! ' He He ceas'd , with groans that more than words ...
... vain ? • What fiend relentless then my foul poffeft ? Oblivion hide ! for ever hide the reft ! Too well her innocence and truth were prov'd ; Too late my pity and my juftice mov'd ! ' He He ceas'd , with groans that more than words ...
Pagina 39
... vain If He the bounty of his hand refuse . Yet , Albion , blame not what thy crime demands , While this fad truth the blufhing Mufe betrays- More frequent echoes o'er thy harvest lands , The voice of Riot than the voice of Praife ...
... vain If He the bounty of his hand refuse . Yet , Albion , blame not what thy crime demands , While this fad truth the blufhing Mufe betrays- More frequent echoes o'er thy harvest lands , The voice of Riot than the voice of Praife ...
Pagina 53
... vain . O the dread fcene ! ( in mifery how fublime ! ) Of Love's vain pray'rs to stay her fleeting breath ! Sufpenfe that restless watch'd the flight of Time , And helpless dumb Despair awaiting Death ! O the dread fcene ! - ' Tis agony ...
... vain . O the dread fcene ! ( in mifery how fublime ! ) Of Love's vain pray'rs to stay her fleeting breath ! Sufpenfe that restless watch'd the flight of Time , And helpless dumb Despair awaiting Death ! O the dread fcene ! - ' Tis agony ...
Pagina 54
... vain prayer in anguish interpos'd : And foon Sufpenfe gave place to dumb Despair , And o'er the paft , Death's fable curtain clos'd- In filence clos'd - My thoughts rov'd frantic round , No hope , no wifh , beneath the fun remain'd ...
... vain prayer in anguish interpos'd : And foon Sufpenfe gave place to dumb Despair , And o'er the paft , Death's fable curtain clos'd- In filence clos'd - My thoughts rov'd frantic round , No hope , no wifh , beneath the fun remain'd ...
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Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Admetus Amwell bard beautiful beneath beſtow bloom boaſt bowers breaſt bright caft calm chearful climes dæmon delight diftant diſplay eaſe ECLOGUE Elegy Ev'n faid fair fame Fancy's fave fcenes feen fhade fhall fhining fhore fhows fide fields fight filk filver flain flowers fmile foft fome fong foon foul friends fteps ftill ftrain fubject fuch funny fupply fwain fweet green Grongar Hill groves hand harveſt Hertfordshire hills Irem joys landſcape meads midft midſt moffy Motezuma mourn Mufe Muſe muſt ne'er nymph o'er paffing pain paſt plain pleafing pleas'd pleaſant pleaſe pleaſure Poem praife praiſe profpect purſue realp reft reign rife rills rofe rude rural ſcenes ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhow ſky ſmooth ſpread ſteep ſteps ſtill ſtore ſtream ſtreets ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thro train trees tuneful uſeful vale Vide wave weft Whate'er whofe Whoſe winding youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 47 - Enough has Heaven indulg'd of joy below, To tempt our tarriance in this lov'd retreat: Enough has Heaven ordain'd of useful woe, T]o make us languish for a happier seat.
Pagina 340 - And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends, but whence his bosom can partake Fresh pleasure, unreproved.
Pagina 30 - For them ev'n vernal nature looks more gay, For them more lively hues the fields adorn; To them more fair the fairest smile of day, To them more sweet the sweetest breath of morn. They feel the bliss that hope and faith supply; They pass serene th...
Pagina 236 - Fancy form'd, whose plastic skill The page with fabled change can fill Of ill to good, or good to ill. But can my soul the scene enjoy, That rends another's breast with pain ? O hapless he, who, near the main, Now sees its billowy rage destroy!
Pagina 55 - Ah, sad, sad change ! (sad source of daily pain!) That sense of loss ineffable renews ; While my rack'd bosom heaves the sigh in vain, ' While my pale cheek the tear in vain bedews. Still o'er the grave that holds...
Pagina 253 - Vain their rites and vain their prayer, Weak attempts beneath your care ; Warriors ! let the wretches live ! Christians ! pity, and forgive !' Sudden darkness o'er them spread, Glow'd the woods with dusky red ; Vast the Idol's stature grew, Look'd his face of ghastly hue, Frowning rage, and frowning hate, Angry at his nation's fate ; Fierce his fiery eyes he roll'd, Thus his tongue the future told ; Cortes...
Pagina 27 - While genial funs to genial fhow'rs fucceed, (The air all mildnefs, and the earth all bloom ;) While herds and flocks range fportive o'er the mead, . Crop the fweet herb, and fnuff the rich perfume. O why alone to haplefs man deny'd, To tafte the blifs inferior beings boaft...
Pagina 26 - The fmile of beauty, and the voice of fong ; If gloomy thought the human mind o'erpow'r, Ev'n vernal hours glide unenjoy'd along.
Pagina 109 - SECOND: When thy light land on scorching gravel lies, And to the springing blade support denies; Fix on the wintry tilth the frequent fold, And mend with cooling marl or untried mould. THIRD: If thy strong loam superfluous wet retain, Lead through thy fields the subterraneous drain, And o'er the surface mellowing stores expand Of fiery lime or incoherent sand.
Pagina 140 - Money in this current came but by drops ; it could not quench the thirst of those who waited in India to receive it. An expedient, such as it was, remained to quicken its pace. The natives could live with little salt, but could not want food. Some of the agents saw themselves well situated for collecting the rice into stores ; they did so. They knew the Gentoos would...