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Seite 152 - Dorset, the grace of courts, the Muses' pride, Patron of arts, and judge of nature, died. The scourge of pride, though...
Seite 152 - Yet soft his nature, though severe his lay, His anger moral, and his wisdom gay. Blest satirist ! who touch'd the mean so true, As show'd, vice had his hate and pity too. Blest courtier ! who could king and country please, Yet sacred keep his friendships, and his ease. Blest peer ! his great forefathers...
Seite 62 - That the queen had a hard beginning of her progress in " the wild of Kent ; and namely in some part of Sussex : " where surely were more dangerous rocks and valleys, as " he said, and much worse ground, than was in the Peak.
Seite 160 - It was irresistible ; suppression was out of my power: what made it more intolerably comic was, the unmoved sincerity of his manner, and his surprise to find that any thing had passed, that could provoke a laugh so out of time and place. He had nursed up with no small care and cost, in each of his parish churches, a corps of rustic psalm-singers, to whose performances he paid the greatest attention, rising up, and with his eyes directed to the singing gallery, marking time, which was not always rigidly...
Seite 64 - And where, though all things differ, all agree. Here waving groves a chequer'd scene display, And part admit, and part exclude the day ; As some coy nymph her lover's warm address Nor quite indulges, nor can quite repress : There, interspersed in lawns and opening glades, Thin trees arise that shun each other's shades.
Seite 5 - Wells into notice : —"The use of Tunbridge and Epsom waters "for health and cure, I first made known to London and the " King's people : the Spaw (ie, Spa, the well-known Belgian "watering-place) is a chargeable and inconvenient journey to " sick bodies, besides the money it carries out of the kingdom, "and inconvenience to religion. Much more I could say, but "-I rather hint than handle — rather open a door to a large "prospect than give it.
Seite 39 - And dangerous to the touch, has yet its bloom, And decks itself with ornaments of gold, Yields no unpleasing ramble ; there the turf Smells fresh, and, rich in odoriferous herbs And fungous fruits of earth, regales the sense With luxury of unexpected sweets.
Seite 144 - Midst sculls and coffins, epitaphs and worms ; Where light-heel'd ghosts and visionary shades, Beneath the wan cold moon (as fame reports) Embodied thick, perform their mystic rounds. No other merriment, dull tree ! is thine.
Seite 111 - Ye towers sublime, deserted now and drear; Ye woods, deep sighing to the hollow blast'. The musing wanderer loves to linger near, While history points to all your glories past ; And, startling from their haunts the timid deer, To trace the walks obscured by matted fern, Which Waller's soothing notes were wont to hear, But where now clamours the discordant her'n!
Seite 51 - Expell'd, and all the rancour of the blood. Come, my companions, ye who feel the charms Of Nature and the year ; come, let us stray Where chance or fancy leads our roving walk : Come, while the soft voluptuous breezes fan The fleecy Heavens, enwrap the limbs in balm, And shed a charming languor o'er the soul. Nor when bright Winter sows with prickly frost The vigorous ether, in unmanly warmth Indulge at home ; nor even when Eurus' blasts This way and that convolve the lab'ring woods.