The muse in a moral humour: being a collection of tales, fables, pastorals, &c. by several handsFrancis Noble; John Noble, 1757 |
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Pagina 2
... Nature had impreft , He blotted from the Volume of his Breaft ; Yet in his Mind his Father's Precepts bears , Who often rung this Leffon in his Ears : " Wou'd you , my Son , to Happiness afpire , " Know , Gold alone can Happiness ...
... Nature had impreft , He blotted from the Volume of his Breaft ; Yet in his Mind his Father's Precepts bears , Who often rung this Leffon in his Ears : " Wou'd you , my Son , to Happiness afpire , " Know , Gold alone can Happiness ...
Pagina 9
... Nature intimates , the Change is Love . Not far remote , a cooling Grot was made , In which the Virgin often fought a Shade : Thick Shrubs , and fruitful Vines , around it grew ; And none , except herself , the Mansion knew . To this ...
... Nature intimates , the Change is Love . Not far remote , a cooling Grot was made , In which the Virgin often fought a Shade : Thick Shrubs , and fruitful Vines , around it grew ; And none , except herself , the Mansion knew . To this ...
Pagina 39
... Nature gay , Sat Bill to Bill ; with scornful Eye , And haughty Port , a Cock went by : He went , but foon return'd again , And twenty Hens compos'd his Train . He crow'd , and near the Doves he drew , And rang'd his Females full in ...
... Nature gay , Sat Bill to Bill ; with scornful Eye , And haughty Port , a Cock went by : He went , but foon return'd again , And twenty Hens compos'd his Train . He crow'd , and near the Doves he drew , And rang'd his Females full in ...
Pagina 41
... Nature's Common thro ' ; By Doves inftructed , you and I , Each with his one can live and die . F The HERMIT . A TAL E. By Mr. PARNELL . AR in a Wild , unknown to public View , From Youth to Age , a rev'rend Hermit grew : The The Mofs ...
... Nature's Common thro ' ; By Doves inftructed , you and I , Each with his one can live and die . F The HERMIT . A TAL E. By Mr. PARNELL . AR in a Wild , unknown to public View , From Youth to Age , a rev'rend Hermit grew : The The Mofs ...
Pagina 42
... Nature's Image on its wat❜ry Breast , Down bend the Banks , the Trees depending grow , And Skies beneath with anfw'ring Colours glow . But if a Stone the gentle Sea divide , Swift ruffling Circles curl on ev'ry Side ; And glimm'ring ...
... Nature's Image on its wat❜ry Breast , Down bend the Banks , the Trees depending grow , And Skies beneath with anfw'ring Colours glow . But if a Stone the gentle Sea divide , Swift ruffling Circles curl on ev'ry Side ; And glimm'ring ...
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Pagina 125 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Pagina 128 - The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. . I call aloud; it hears not what I say: I stretch my empty arms; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise! Alas, no more! methinks we wand'ring go Thro...
Pagina 42 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Pagina 48 - 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 120 - Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join. Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine. Nor foes nor fortune take this power away; And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Pagina 129 - When from the censer clouds of fragrance roll, And swelling organs lift the rising soul, One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight, Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight: In seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd, While altars blaze, and angels tremble round.
Pagina 46 - Slow creaking turns the door with jealous care, And half he welcomes in the shivering pair...
Pagina 44 - The pair arrive : the liveried servants wait; Their lord receives them at the pompous gate. The table groans with costly piles of food, And all is more than hospitably good. Then led to rest, the day's long toil they drown, Deep sunk in sleep, and silk, and heaps of down. At length 'tis morn, and at the dawn of day, Along the...
Pagina 49 - His robe turn'd white, and flow'd upon his feet ; Fair rounds of radiant points...
Pagina 52 - Conscious of wanting worth, he views the bowl, And feels compassion touch his grateful soul. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. * Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child half-wean'd his heart from God ; (Child of his age) for him he liv'd in pain, And measur'd back his steps to earth again. To what excesses had his dotage run ! But God, to...