Lady's Poetical Magazine, Or Beauties of British Poetry, Volume 1Harrison and Company, 1781 |
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Pagina 15
... Shade me , ye pines ; ye cavernis , hide ; • Ye mountains cover me ! ' fhe cry'd . Her trumpet Slander rais'd on high , And told the tidings to the sky ; Contempt discharg'd a living dart , A fide - long viper to her heart ; Reproach ...
... Shade me , ye pines ; ye cavernis , hide ; • Ye mountains cover me ! ' fhe cry'd . Her trumpet Slander rais'd on high , And told the tidings to the sky ; Contempt discharg'd a living dart , A fide - long viper to her heart ; Reproach ...
Pagina 18
... shades ! Pafs the world ; and what's behind ? • Virtue's gold , by fire refin'd ; • From an universe deprav'd , From the wreck of nature fav'd . Like the life - fupporting grain , • Fruit of patience and of pain , • On the swain's ...
... shades ! Pafs the world ; and what's behind ? • Virtue's gold , by fire refin'd ; • From an universe deprav'd , From the wreck of nature fav'd . Like the life - fupporting grain , • Fruit of patience and of pain , • On the swain's ...
Pagina 37
... shade ; No longer for a thankless stage concern'd , To worthier thoughts his mighty genius turn'd , Harangu'd , gave lectures , made each fimple elf Almost as good a speaker as himself ; 640 Whilft the whole town , mad with mistaken ...
... shade ; No longer for a thankless stage concern'd , To worthier thoughts his mighty genius turn'd , Harangu'd , gave lectures , made each fimple elf Almost as good a speaker as himself ; 640 Whilft the whole town , mad with mistaken ...
Pagina 94
... shades expel , Implor'd a lodging in her friendly cell . • Mortal ! whqe'er thou art , ' the fiend began ; And as fhe fpake , a deadly horror ran Thro ' all his frame ; his cheeks the blood forfook , Chatter'd his teeth , his knees ...
... shades expel , Implor'd a lodging in her friendly cell . • Mortal ! whqe'er thou art , ' the fiend began ; And as fhe fpake , a deadly horror ran Thro ' all his frame ; his cheeks the blood forfook , Chatter'd his teeth , his knees ...
Pagina 97
... shade , • A crystal stream in wild meanders play'd ; While on it's banks , the trembling leaves among , • A thousand little birds in concert fung . Close by a mount , with fragrant fhrubs o'ergrown , • On a cool moffy couch fhe laid her ...
... shade , • A crystal stream in wild meanders play'd ; While on it's banks , the trembling leaves among , • A thousand little birds in concert fung . Close by a mount , with fragrant fhrubs o'ergrown , • On a cool moffy couch fhe laid her ...
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Amyntor beauty behold beneath bleffings blefs'd blifs bofom breaſt cauſe charms chearful cloſe crown'd death defcend defire deſpair e'en eaſe erft ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fcene fear feas feems fenfe fhade fhall fhining fhore fhould fide fighs fight filent fing firſt fkies flain fleep flow'rs fmiles foft fome fong fons foon foothe forrow foul ftands ftill ftrain ftream fuch fweet fwell grief heart Heav'n Higham Hill himſelf juft laft laſt loft Lycon lyre magick mind moſt mourn Mufe muft muſt ne'er night numbers nymph o'er paffion pain peace plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe rage raiſe reafon reft reſt rife ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſkies ſky ſpread ſtate ſtill ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro trembling Twas virtue weeping whofe Whoſe wiſh youth
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Pagina 145 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite 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 church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Pagina 145 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Pagina 149 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Pagina 142 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Pagina 141 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Pagina 145 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Pagina 147 - I fed on the smiles of my dear? They tell me, my favourite maid, The pride of that valley, is flown; Alas ! where with her I have stray'd, I could wander with pleasure, alone.
Pagina 142 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Pagina 148 - But with tendrils of woodbine is bound : Not a beech's more beautiful green, But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields, in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold : Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold. One would think she might like to retire To the bow'r I have labour'd to rear...
Pagina 442 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!