Poems on Several Occasions: With Some Other CompositionsJohn Dunlap, in Market-street, 1772 - 184 pagina's |
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Pagina 99
... feel not that my foul infeft , Nor raves the furious tempeft in your breast . Such as when swells old Ætna's restless womb , And burfts the caverns of Typhean gloom , Fierce ftones , and flames , and globes of fiery red , It spouts ...
... feel not that my foul infeft , Nor raves the furious tempeft in your breast . Such as when swells old Ætna's restless womb , And burfts the caverns of Typhean gloom , Fierce ftones , and flames , and globes of fiery red , It spouts ...
Pagina 101
... feel the balmy - breathing breeze . And you my flock , may madness seize your joy , And dire diftempers all your race destroy ; Or wolves innumerable your members tear , And far disperse them through the fields and air ; May the curs'd ...
... feel the balmy - breathing breeze . And you my flock , may madness seize your joy , And dire diftempers all your race destroy ; Or wolves innumerable your members tear , And far disperse them through the fields and air ; May the curs'd ...
Pagina 109
... feeling heart ; Th ' Harmonica fhall join the facred choir , Fresh transports kindle , and new joys inspire- Hark ! the foft warblings , founding smooth and clear , Strike with celeftial ravishment the ear , Conveying inward , as they ...
... feeling heart ; Th ' Harmonica fhall join the facred choir , Fresh transports kindle , and new joys inspire- Hark ! the foft warblings , founding smooth and clear , Strike with celeftial ravishment the ear , Conveying inward , as they ...
Pagina 111
... feels th ' accordant found- This lifts the foul , that finks it low , We seem to tread on fairy ground . AN AN EPISTLE TO MIRA . 1 W flow to him [ 1 ] Each paffion feels th' accordant found- ...
... feels th ' accordant found- This lifts the foul , that finks it low , We seem to tread on fairy ground . AN AN EPISTLE TO MIRA . 1 W flow to him [ 1 ] Each paffion feels th' accordant found- ...
Pagina 112
... feels the fmart of love HTime's leaden hours to move ! Time's leaden hours to fweet poffeffion move ! His wing'd defires out - ftrip each tardy morn ; Eager he cries - long - wifh'd for day be born , When to my heart foft vows fhall ...
... feels the fmart of love HTime's leaden hours to move ! Time's leaden hours to fweet poffeffion move ! His wing'd defires out - ftrip each tardy morn ; Eager he cries - long - wifh'd for day be born , When to my heart foft vows fhall ...
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Pagina 20 - Now the God of peace that brought again from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great Shepherd of the sheep, through the blood of the everlasting covenant, make you perfect in every good work to do His will, working in you that which is well pleasing in His sight, through Jesus Christ, to "Whom be glory for ever and ever, amen
Pagina 19 - For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world. And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof. But he that doth the will of God abideth for ever,
Pagina 102 - Sudden, as darts the lightning through the sky, Around the globe thy various weapons fly. Here war's red engines heap the field with slain, And pallid sickness there extends thy reign ; Here the soft virgin weeps her lover dead, There maiden beauty sinks the graceful head ; Here infants grieve their parents are no more, There...
Pagina 70 - Till the freed Indians in their native groves Reap their own fruits, and woo their sable loves ; Peru once more a race of kings behold, And other Mexicos be roof'd with gold.
Pagina 20 - Finally, brethren, whatfoever things are ' true, whatfoever things are honeft, whatfoever things ' are juft, whatfoever things are pure, whatfoever things ' are lovely, whatfoever things are of good report : If ' there be any virtue, and if there be any praife, think
Pagina 144 - Grace mines around her with fereneft beams, And whifp'ring Angels prompt her golden dreams ; For her th...
Pagina 91 - Pears, apples, cheese, dear Will, and wine, If thou wilt grace mine house, are thine (For these are in my pow'r). When the last ray of yon bright sun, Shall round its whirling axle run, And hasten the sixth hour. Thy wife delights in her neat home And babes, but let her boldly come, Provided she's at leisure. Thy beauteous boy shall also find, Although unask'd, a welcome kind, And be receiv'd with pleasure. And with thee hnste the virgin Muse, And jest that laughter shall diffuse.
Pagina 106 - And, pleas'd, from thee new fame and honour draws; In thee those various virtues are combin'd, That form the true pre-eminence of mind. What wonder struck us when we did survey The lambent lightnings innocently play, And down thy rods beheld the dreaded fire In a swift flame descend and then expire; While the red thunders, roaring loud around, Burst the black clouds, and harmless smite the ground. Blest use of art! apply'd to serve mankind, The noble province of the sapient mind!
Pagina 133 - : " Come, thou queen of pensive air, — In thy sable, sooted car, By two mournful turtles drawn, — Let me meet thee on yon lawn, With decent vestments wrapt around, And thy brows with cypress bound ! Quickly come, thou sober dame, And thy musing poet claim. Bear me where thou lov'st to rove In the deep, dark, solemn grove, Where, on banks of velvet green, Peace, with Silence, still is seen ; And Leisure, at the sultry noon...
Pagina 19 - ... if any man have not the fpirit of Chrift he is * * " none of his ;" and that the fruits of the Spirit .are love, joy, peace, long-fuffering, gentleness, good•.