The Works of the English Poets: Thomson, Hammond, and CollinsH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Britons never known before ? And fail'd my fleets for this ; on Indian tides To float , unactive , with the veering winds ? The mockery of war ! while hot disease , And floth distemper'd , fwept off burning crowds , For action ardent ...
... Britons never known before ? And fail'd my fleets for this ; on Indian tides To float , unactive , with the veering winds ? The mockery of war ! while hot disease , And floth distemper'd , fwept off burning crowds , For action ardent ...
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Samuel Johnson. But foon , regardless of the cumberous pomp , My dauntless Britons came , a gloomy few , With tempeft black , the goodly scene deform'd , And laid their glory waste . The bolts of Fate Refiftlefs thunder'd through their ...
Samuel Johnson. But foon , regardless of the cumberous pomp , My dauntless Britons came , a gloomy few , With tempeft black , the goodly scene deform'd , And laid their glory waste . The bolts of Fate Refiftlefs thunder'd through their ...
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... Briton feiz'd ? and feiz'd beneath The flumbering terrors of a British fleet ? Then ardent rife ! Oh , great in vengeance rife ! O'erturn the proud , teach rapine to restore : And as you ride fublimely round the world , Make every ...
... Briton feiz'd ? and feiz'd beneath The flumbering terrors of a British fleet ? Then ardent rife ! Oh , great in vengeance rife ! O'erturn the proud , teach rapine to restore : And as you ride fublimely round the world , Make every ...
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... Britons , your boasted ifle : her princes funk ; Her high - built honour moulder'd to the duft ; Unnerv'd her force ; her fpirit vanifh'd quite ; With rapid wing her riches fled away ; Her unfrequented ports alone the fign Of what the ...
... Britons , your boasted ifle : her princes funk ; Her high - built honour moulder'd to the duft ; Unnerv'd her force ; her fpirit vanifh'd quite ; With rapid wing her riches fled away ; Her unfrequented ports alone the fign Of what the ...
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... Britons wield the fceptre of their choice : " And there , to finish what his fires began , " A Prince behold ! for Me who burns fincere , " Ev'n with a fubject's zeal . He my great work 370 " Will parent - like fuftain ; and added give ...
... Britons wield the fceptre of their choice : " And there , to finish what his fires began , " A Prince behold ! for Me who burns fincere , " Ev'n with a fubject's zeal . He my great work 370 " Will parent - like fuftain ; and added give ...
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Æneid æther againſt arts behold beneath bleffings bleft blifs boaſt breaſt breathing Britons charm chearful CYMBELINE deep defert Delia delight dreft eclogue Elegy Ev'n facred fafely fair fame fancy fcene fecret feems fhade fhall fhepherd fhining fhore fhould fighs filent fing firft firſt flame flaves fmile focial foft fome fong fons foul fpread fpring ftate ftill ftorm ftrain fubject fuch funk fweet fwelling fyren genius glory Goddeſs grace Greece heart heaven himſelf laft land laſt lefs Liberty loft lov'd maid mix'd moſt Mufe mufic muſt numbers o'er paffions peace plain pleaſe pleaſure POEM pour'd pride rage rais'd raiſe reafon reign rife rofe Rome round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhore ſky ſpirit ſtate ſtill ſtream tear tender thee thefe Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil treaſure tyrant vale verfe virtue waſte whofe whoſe wild wiſdom youth
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Página 269 - his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thoufand odours from his dewy wings. O Mufic, fphere-defcended maid, Friend of pleafure, wifdom's aid, Why, Goddefs, why to us denied ? Lay'ft thou thy ancient lyre afide ? As in that lov'd Athenian bower, You learn'd an all-commanding power, Thy mimic foul, O nymph
Página 249 - Strange fhades o'erbrow the vallies deep, And holy Genii guard the rock, Its glooms embrown, its fprings unlock, While on its rich ambitious head, An Eden, like his own, lies fpread. I view that oak, the fancied glades among, By which as Milton lay, his evening ear, From many a cloud that dropp'd ethereal
Página 268 - And blew a blaft fo loud and dread, Were ne'er prophetic founds fo full of woe. And ever and anon he beat The doubling drum with furious heat; And though fometimes, each dreary paufe between,
Página 268 - Sad proof of thy diftrefsful ftate, Of differing themes the veering fong was mix'd, And now it courted Love, now raving call'd on Hate. With eyes up-rais'd, as one infpir'd, Pale Melancholy fat retir'd, And from her wild fequefter'd feat, In notes by diftance made more fweet, Pour'd
Página 262 - light: While fallow Autumn fills thy lap with leaves, Or Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy flirinking train, And rudely rends thy robes: So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy,
Página 261 - fliows His paly circlet, at his warning lamp The fragrant hours, and elves Who flept in buds the day, And many a nymph who wreathes her brows with fedge, And flieds the
Página 268 - flung, Her buikins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an infpiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known; The oak-crown'd fitters, and their chafte-ey'd queen. Satyrs and
Página 287 - beautiful eclogue, without paying the tribute of admiration fo juftly due to the following nervous lines. " What if the lion in his rage I meet !— Oft in the duft I view his printed feet: And, fearful ! oft, when day's declining light Yields her pale empire to the mourner night, By hunger rouz'd, he fcours the groaning plain
Página 314 - Still would her touch the ftrain prolong, And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, . She call'd on Echo ftill through all the fong; And where her fweeteft theme flie chofe, A foft refponfive voice was heard at every
Página 272 - was almoft loft in Art. Of fofter mold the gentle Fletcher came, The next in order, as the next in name. With pleas'd attention 'midft his fcenes we find Each glowing thought, that warms the female mind; Each melting figh, and every tender tear, The lover's wiflies, and the virgin's fear. His