Horæ Lyricæ: Poems, Chiefly of the Lyric Kind, in Three Books, Sacred : I. To Devotion and Piety, II. To Virtue, Honour and Friendship, III. To the Memory of the DeadW. Whetstone and B. Edmond, 1753 - 299 |
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Strona iv
... κλείουσαι , Δεῦτε , Δῖ ἐννέπετε σφέτερον πατές ὑμνείουσαι . Pierian Mufes , fam'd for beavenly Lays , Defcend , and fing the God your Father's Praife . nd And he purfues the Subject in ten pious Lines , iv The PRE FACE .
... κλείουσαι , Δεῦτε , Δῖ ἐννέπετε σφέτερον πατές ὑμνείουσαι . Pierian Mufes , fam'd for beavenly Lays , Defcend , and fing the God your Father's Praife . nd And he purfues the Subject in ten pious Lines , iv The PRE FACE .
Strona xxxiv
... Face My quiet Breaft alarms , His Eyes , bis Air , and youthful Grace , Have loft their ufual Charms . III . No gay ALEXIS in the Grove Shall be my future Theme : burn with an immortal Love , And fing a purer Flame . IV . Seraphic ...
... Face My quiet Breaft alarms , His Eyes , bis Air , and youthful Grace , Have loft their ufual Charms . III . No gay ALEXIS in the Grove Shall be my future Theme : burn with an immortal Love , And fing a purer Flame . IV . Seraphic ...
Strona xxxviii
... dress up Vice in false delufive Charms , And with gay Colours paint her hideous Face , Leading befotted Souls thro ' flow'ry Paths , In gaudy Dreams , and vain fantaflick Joys To difmal Scenes of everlasting Woe ; When the great.
... dress up Vice in false delufive Charms , And with gay Colours paint her hideous Face , Leading befotted Souls thro ' flow'ry Paths , In gaudy Dreams , and vain fantaflick Joys To difmal Scenes of everlasting Woe ; When the great.
Strona 2
... Face . VII . When Mercy joins with Majefty To spread their Beams abroad , Not all their fairest Minds on high Are Shadows of a God . VIII . Thy Works the ftrongest Seraph fings In a too feeble Strain , And labours hard on all his ...
... Face . VII . When Mercy joins with Majefty To spread their Beams abroad , Not all their fairest Minds on high Are Shadows of a God . VIII . Thy Works the ftrongest Seraph fings In a too feeble Strain , And labours hard on all his ...
Strona 9
... Face . IV . Why move my Years in flow Delay ? " O GOD of Ages ! why ? Let the Spheres cleave , and mark my way To the fuperior Sky . ས . Dear Sov'reign , break these vital Strings That bind me to my Clay ; Take me , URIEL , on thy Wings ...
... Face . IV . Why move my Years in flow Delay ? " O GOD of Ages ! why ? Let the Spheres cleave , and mark my way To the fuperior Sky . ས . Dear Sov'reign , break these vital Strings That bind me to my Clay ; Take me , URIEL , on thy Wings ...
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Strona ix - Such a nation might truly say to corruption, thou art my father, and to the worm, thou art my mother and my sister.
Strona x - Among the bushes they brayed ; Under the nettles they were gathered together. They were children of fools, Yea, children of base men : They were viler than the earth. And now am I their song, Yea, I am their byword.
Strona 224 - Twixt her wild passions and her will ; Haunted and hagg'd where'er she roves, By purling streams and silent groves, Or with her Furies, or her Loves. Then our own native land we hate, Too cold, too windy, or too wet ; Change the thick climate, and repair To France or Italy for air : In vain we change, in vain we fly ; Go, Sylvia, mount the whirling sky, Or...
Strona 87 - Hark, how he prays (the charming sound Dwells on his dying lips) " Forgive ! " And every groan, and gaping wound. Cries,
Strona 282 - ... depths of woe ; Young mothers, who your darling babes have found Untimely murder'd with a ghastly wound ; Ye frighted nymphs, who on the bridal bed...
Strona 168 - Safe from the smiling and the frowning world. Yet once a day drop down a gentle look On the...
Strona 79 - Now let me mount and join their song, And be an angel too ; My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue — Here's joyful work for you.
Strona 183 - Glittering stones, and golden things, Wealth and honours that have wings, Ever fluttering to be gone, I could never call my own: Riches that the world bestows, She can take, and I can lose; But the treasures that are mine Lie afar beyond her line. When I view my spacious soul, And survey myself a whole, And enjoy myself alone, I'ma kingdom of my own.
Strona 126 - I am held in his embrace, There's not a thought attempts to rove : Each smile he wears upon his face Fixes and charms and fires my love.
Strona 8 - tis in vain to seek for bliss ; For bliss can ne'er be found, Till we arrive where Jesus is, And tread on heavenly ground.