Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, Bände 9-10J. Bell, 1789 |
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... of Welcome , wide unfold the door , Where Pity list❜ning still to Nature's cries , Befriends the Wretched , and relieves the Poor ! 30 σ No more these hoary Wilds , these dark'ning Groves El . IV . ELEGIES LOCAL , SYMPATHETIC , & c . 27.
... of Welcome , wide unfold the door , Where Pity list❜ning still to Nature's cries , Befriends the Wretched , and relieves the Poor ! 30 σ No more these hoary Wilds , these dark'ning Groves El . IV . ELEGIES LOCAL , SYMPATHETIC , & c . 27.
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... Nature's music quivers through the glade ? Exil'd from her , not all that Nature boasts , Not all the flaming treasures of the East , Not all the sweets that crown Campania's coasts , Could soothe the slightest pang that rends my breast ...
... Nature's music quivers through the glade ? Exil'd from her , not all that Nature boasts , Not all the flaming treasures of the East , Not all the sweets that crown Campania's coasts , Could soothe the slightest pang that rends my breast ...
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... Nature's call . And bring thy Delia , sweetly - smiling fair , Whose spotless soul no rankling thoughts deform ; Her gentle accents calm each throbbing care , And harmonize the thunder of the storm . Though blest with wisdom , and with ...
... Nature's call . And bring thy Delia , sweetly - smiling fair , Whose spotless soul no rankling thoughts deform ; Her gentle accents calm each throbbing care , And harmonize the thunder of the storm . Though blest with wisdom , and with ...
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... Nature's happiest touch could add no more , Heaven lent an angel's beauty to her face . " O ! whether by the moss - grown bushy dell , Where from the oak depends the misletoe , Where creeping ivy shades the Druid's cell , Where from the ...
... Nature's happiest touch could add no more , Heaven lent an angel's beauty to her face . " O ! whether by the moss - grown bushy dell , Where from the oak depends the misletoe , Where creeping ivy shades the Druid's cell , Where from the ...
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... Nature's fairest gifts endow'd : And pure as vernal blossoms newly blown ; Her hand she gave , and with it gave her heart , Her fond , fond faithful sympathizing breast ; Free without folly , prudent without art ; With wit accomplish'd ...
... Nature's fairest gifts endow'd : And pure as vernal blossoms newly blown ; Her hand she gave , and with it gave her heart , Her fond , fond faithful sympathizing breast ; Free without folly , prudent without art ; With wit accomplish'd ...
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beauteous beauty beneath blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright charms chear Columbel Dames dart death dread Dryads ELEGY ev'ry eyes fair fame Fancy fate faultering flame fled flowers fond frown gentle gild gloom glow grace grief grove hand heart heaven hope hour House of Guise JAMES BEATTIE Knight life's lonely lov'd Lycon lyre maid Mary's tomb mind MONODY morn mote mourn MUSAEUS Muse Nature's ne'er Nymphs o'er pain pale peace perdie pity plain pow'r quoth rage rise rose round rovd scene shade sighs silence skies smile soft song soon sooth sorrows soul Spenser spleen sprightly Squire strain stream Suadela swain sweet tear thee thine thou thought thro toil tomb trembling vale virgin train virtue Virtue's waves ween weeping wend wight wild WILLIAM JULIUS MICKLE wind wing youth σ σ
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Seite 149 - midst the changeful scenery, ever new, Fancy a thousand wondrous forms descries, More wildly great than ever pencil drew, Rocks, torrents, gulfs, and shapes of giant size, And glittering cliffs on cliffs, and fiery ramparts rise.
Seite 138 - Is yonder wave the sun's eternal bed ? Soon shall the orient with new lustre burn, And spring shall soon her vital influence shed, Again attune the grove, again adorn the mead.
Seite 134 - But why should I his childish feats display ? Concourse and noise, and toil, he ever fled ; Nor cared to mingle in the clamorous fray Of squabbling imps ; but to the forest sped, Or roam'd at large the lonely mountain's head", Or, where the maze of some bewilder'd stream To deep untrodden groves his footsteps led. There would he wander wild, till Phoebus' beam, Shot from the western cliff, released the weary team.
Seite 142 - But who the melodies of morn can tell ? — The wild brook babbling down the mountain side ; The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide, The clamorous horn along the cliffs above ; The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide ; The hum of bees ; the linnet's lay of love ; And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.
Seite 144 - Who to th' enraptur'd heart, and ear, and eye, Teach beauty, virtue, truth, and love, and melody. XLI. Hence ! ye, who snare and stupify the mind, Sophists, of beauty, virtue, joy, the bane ! Greedy and fell, though impotent and blind, Who spread your filthy nets in Truth's fair fane, And ever ply your venom'd fangs amain ! Hence to dark Error's den, whose rankling slime First gave you form ! Hence ! lest the Muse should deign (Though loath on theme so mean to waste a rhyme), With vengeance to pursue...
Seite 174 - Nor less to regulate man's moral frame Science exerts her all-composing sway. Flutters thy breast with fear, or pants for fame, Or pines, to indolence and spleen a prey, Or avarice, a fiend more fierce than they ? Flee to the shade of Academus...
Seite 135 - The crimson cloud, blue main, and mountain grey, •And lake, dim-gleaming on the smoky lawn : Far to the west the long long vale withdrawn, Where twilight loves to linger for a while ; And now he faintly kens the bounding fawn, And villager abroad at early toil. But lo ! the Sun appears ! and heaven, earth, ocean, smile.
Seite 142 - O to thy cursed scream, discordant still, Let harmony aye shut her gentle ear : Thy boastful mirth let jealous rivals spill, Insult thy crest, and glossy pinions tear, And ever in thy dreams the ruthless fox appear.
Seite 136 - In truth he was a strange and wayward wight, Fond of each gentle, and each dreadful scene, In darkness, and in storm, he found delight : Nor less, than when on ocean-wave serene The southern Sun diffused his dazzling shene.
Seite 158 - midst the rocks was heard to flow In solemn sounds. Now beam'd the evening star ; And from embattled clouds emerging slow, Cynthia came riding on her silver car ; And hoary mountain-cliffs shone faintly from afar.