The English Reader: Or Pieces in Prose and Poetry Selected from the Best Writers...
Collins, 1812 - 356
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Anti-jacobin Review Antiparos appear Archbishop of Cambray attention beauty behold BLAIR blessing bliss breast Caius Verres clouds dark death DEMOCRITUS distant soil divine dread earth enjoyment envy eternal ev'ry evil father fear feel folly fortune give ground hand happiness hast Hazael heart heav'n HERACLITUS honour hope hour human innocence Jugurtha kind king labours live look Lord mankind ment mercy Micipsa midst mind misery mount Etna mountains nature nature's never night Numidia o'er ourselves pain passions pause peace persons phatical pleasure possession pow'r praise pride proper Pythias racter reading religion render rest rich rise rusals scene SECTION VII sense shade shine Sicily smile sorrow soul sound spirit spring sweet tears temper tempest thee things thou thought thro tion truth Tuning sweet vale vanity virtue voice wisdom wise young youth
Strona 277 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Strona 263 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
Strona 195 - Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Strona 228 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Strona 294 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Strona 228 - Consort, the hour Of night, and all things now retired to rest, Mind us of like repose; since God hath set Labour and rest, as day and night, to men Successive; and the timely dew of sleep, Now falling with soft slumbrous weight, inclines Our eyelids...
Strona 284 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutored mind Sees GOD in clouds, or hears Him in the wind ; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way...
Strona xvii - THE beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places: how are the mighty fallen! Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon : lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
Strona 240 - Ye noble few ! who here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up awhile, And what your bounded view, which only saw A little part, deem'd evil, is no more : The storms of wint'ry time will quickly pass, And one unbounded spring encircle all — THOMSON, SECTION VIII.
Strona 223 - Had cheered the village with his song, Nor yet at eve his note suspended, Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite ; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glow-worm by his spark So, stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. The worm aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent — Did you admire my lamp...