Miscellanies in Prose and Verse Intended as a Specimen of the Types: At the Logographic Printing OfficeJ. Walter, 1785 - 225 pagina's |
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Pagina 2
... human - kind alone . Be SLANDER then my leading dream , Tho ' you're a ftranger to the theme : Thy fofter breaft , and honeft heart , Scorns the defamatory art ; Thy foul afferts her native skies , Nor asks detraction's wings to rife ...
... human - kind alone . Be SLANDER then my leading dream , Tho ' you're a ftranger to the theme : Thy fofter breaft , and honeft heart , Scorns the defamatory art ; Thy foul afferts her native skies , Nor asks detraction's wings to rife ...
Pagina 21
... human breast . Methought , if blifs was all their view , Why did they diff'rent paths pursue ? The waking world has all agreed , That Bagfhot's not the road to Tweed : And he who Berwick feeks thro ' Staines , Shall have his labour for ...
... human breast . Methought , if blifs was all their view , Why did they diff'rent paths pursue ? The waking world has all agreed , That Bagfhot's not the road to Tweed : And he who Berwick feeks thro ' Staines , Shall have his labour for ...
Pagina 33
... fly , This ftructure braves th ' inclement sky.I Ev'n TIME , which other piles devoursju And mocks the pride of human pow'rs , B 5 Partial Partial to FRIENDSHIP's pile alone , Cements the joints , IN VERSE AND PROSE . 33.
... fly , This ftructure braves th ' inclement sky.I Ev'n TIME , which other piles devoursju And mocks the pride of human pow'rs , B 5 Partial Partial to FRIENDSHIP's pile alone , Cements the joints , IN VERSE AND PROSE . 33.
Pagina 58
... human mind . Accordingly the general prin- ciples of taste are common to our whole fpecies , and arife from that in- ternal fenfe of beauty which every man , in fome degree at leaft , evident- ly poffeffes . No rational mind can be : fo ...
... human mind . Accordingly the general prin- ciples of taste are common to our whole fpecies , and arife from that in- ternal fenfe of beauty which every man , in fome degree at leaft , evident- ly poffeffes . No rational mind can be : fo ...
Pagina 65
... human breast , Whofe iron fcourge and tort'ring hour The bad affright , afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain , The proud are taught to taste of pain , And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before , unpitied , and ...
... human breast , Whofe iron fcourge and tort'ring hour The bad affright , afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain , The proud are taught to taste of pain , And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before , unpitied , and ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 142 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn; "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 143 - 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 87 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
Pagina 139 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th
Pagina 142 - Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Pagina 142 - 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. Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn, Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove ; Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn, Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.
Pagina 138 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Pagina 168 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Pagina 89 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Pagina 142 - 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.