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Young gentleman. How fweet the glooms beneath thy aged trees , Thy noon - tide fhadow , and thy evening breeze ! His image thy forfaken bowers restore ; Thy walks , and airy prospects charm no more . No more the fummer in thy glooms ...
Young gentleman. How fweet the glooms beneath thy aged trees , Thy noon - tide fhadow , and thy evening breeze ! His image thy forfaken bowers restore ; Thy walks , and airy prospects charm no more . No more the fummer in thy glooms ...
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... Beneath the fpacious temple of the sky , In adoration join ; and , ardent , raise One general fong ! To Him , ye vocal gales , Breathe foft , whose Spirit in your freshness breathes : Oh , talk of Him in folitary glooms , Where o'er the ...
... Beneath the fpacious temple of the sky , In adoration join ; and , ardent , raise One general fong ! To Him , ye vocal gales , Breathe foft , whose Spirit in your freshness breathes : Oh , talk of Him in folitary glooms , Where o'er the ...
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... beneath the joyous moon . Ye that keep watch in heav'n , as earth asleep Unconscious lies , effufe your mildest beams , Ye conftellations , while your angels ftrike , Amid the fpangled fky , the filver lyre . Great fource of day ! best ...
... beneath the joyous moon . Ye that keep watch in heav'n , as earth asleep Unconscious lies , effufe your mildest beams , Ye conftellations , while your angels ftrike , Amid the fpangled fky , the filver lyre . Great fource of day ! best ...
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... beneath the sky . To Him they fing , when spring renews the plain , To Him they cry , in winter's pinching reign ; Nor is their music , nor their plaint in vain : He hears the gay , and the distressful call , And with unfparing bounty ...
... beneath the sky . To Him they fing , when spring renews the plain , To Him they cry , in winter's pinching reign ; Nor is their music , nor their plaint in vain : He hears the gay , and the distressful call , And with unfparing bounty ...
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... Beneath the gloom of this embow'ring shade , This lone retreat for tender forrow made , I now may give my burden'd heart relief , And pour forth all my ftores of grief ; Of grief furpaffing ev'ry other woe , Far as the pureft blifs ...
... Beneath the gloom of this embow'ring shade , This lone retreat for tender forrow made , I now may give my burden'd heart relief , And pour forth all my ftores of grief ; Of grief furpaffing ev'ry other woe , Far as the pureft blifs ...
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ANTISTROPHE arife behold beneath bleft blifs bloom bofom breaſt breath brow charms cloſe defcends defert delight diftant E'en earth erft ev'ry eyes facred fage fair fame Fancy fate fcenes fecret feek fhade fhall fide figh filent filver fimple fing flain fleep flow flow'rs fmiles foft folemn fome fong fons foon foothe forrows foul fpirit fpring ftill ftrain ftream fublime fuch fung fweet gale gentle glory Grongar Hill grove guife heart heav'n hour infpire laft light loft lonely lyre maid mind moffy mountains mourn Mufe ne'er nymph o'er paffions peace penfive pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe pride raiſe reft reign rife rill rofe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſpread ſtate ſtill ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thro trembling Twas unfeen vale virtue voice whofe whoſe wild wing youth
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Page 100 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 7 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Page 227 - There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Page 128 - That cast an awful Look below; Whose ragged Walls the Ivy creeps, And with her Arms from...
Page 30 - Lo ! these were they, whose souls the Furies steel'd, And curs'd with hearts unknowing how to yield. Thus unlamented pass the proud away, The gaze of fools, and pageant of a day ! So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow For others good, or melt at others woe.
Page 105 - Perching on the sceptred hand Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feather'd king With ruffled plumes, and flagging wing : Quench'd in dark clouds of slumber lie The terror of his beak, and lightnings of his eye.
Page 225 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !
Page 201 - Turn, Angelina, ever- dear. My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart; And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Page 86 - Goody, good-woman, gossip, n'aunt, forsooth, Or dame, the sole additions she did hear; Yet these she challenged, these she held right dear ; Ne would esteem him act as mought behove Who should not honour'd eld with these revere ; For never title yet so mean could prove, But there was eke a mind which did that title love.
Page 32 - And hail, my son," the reverend sire replied ; Words follow'd words, from question answer flow'd, And talk of various kind deceiv'd the road ; Till each with other pleas'd, and loth to part, While in their age they differ, join in heart : Thus stands an aged elm in ivy bound, Thus youthful ivy clasps an elm around.