Poems. 2 vols [and] Minor poems1830 |
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Antistrophe Apelles art thou awful bade bard beams beauty behold bids bless'd blessings bloom boast bower breast breathe bright brow Caractacus charms cried dared E'en e'er Epode Eurus fail'd fair falchion fame Fancy Fancy's fate fear fire flame flow'd flower foes Freedom's Friends of mankind friendship gale Genius glory glow goddess grace GRANTA Greece grove hail hallow'd Hark head heart Heaven honours hour join'd Liberty Lycidas lyre maid mild Musæus Muse myrtle groves Naiad Nature's nymphs o'er pale peace pensive PINDAR plain Pliny poet's polish'd praise pride Protogenes proud purple raptured Reason's reign rill rise round rove sacred sage scene seraph shade shine sigh smile soft song Sophocles soul spread spring strain stream swain sweet swells taste thee thine thou throne trembling truth tuneful Twas vale vernal verse Vertumnus virtue voice wake warbling wave wing youth Zephyrs
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Seite 7 - Is hung on high, to poison half mankind. All fame is foreign but of true desert, Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart : One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas : And more true joy Marcellus exil'd feels Than Caesar with a senate at his heels.
Seite 14 - Ere from her trump the heav'n-breath'd accents rise, That lift the Hero from the fighting crowd. Is it his grasp of Empire to extend ? To curb the fury of insulting foes ? Ambition, cease : the idle contest end : Tis but a Kingdom thou canst win or lose. And why must murder'd myriads lose their all, . (If Life be all) why Desolation...
Seite 24 - Each youth, inspir'd by your persuasive art, Clasps the dear form of Virtue to his heart ; And feels in his transported soul Enthusiastic raptures roll, Gen'rous as those the Sons of Cecrops caught In hoar Lycaeum's shades from Plato's fire-clad thought.
Seite 60 - Again at six Apelles came ; Found the same prating civil dame. Sir, that my master has been here, Will by the board itself appear.
Seite 15 - Ambition, cease : the idle contest end : 'Tis but a Kingdom thou canst win or lose. And why must murder'd myriads lose their all, (If life be all) why desolation lour, With famish'd frown, on this affrighted ball, That thou may'st flame the meteor of an hour ? Go, wiser ye, that flutter Life away, Crown with the mantling juice the goblet high ; Weave the light dance, with festive freedom gay, And live your moment, since the next ye die. /<r> Yet know, vain Sceptics, know, th...
Seite 11 - I have begun, unless I be removed into some quiet parsonage, where I may see God's blessings spring out of my mother earth, and eat my own bread in peace and privacy...
Seite 40 - Radiant Ruler, hear us call Blessings on the god-like youth, Who dared to fight, who dared to fall, For Britain, freedom, and for truth. His dying groan, his parting sigh Was music for the gods on high ; 'Twas Valour's hymn to Liberty.
Seite 35 - No trophied arch, no breathing bust, Shall dignify thy trampled dust : No laurel flourish o'er thy grave. For why, proud King ! thy ruthless hand Hurl'd Desolation o'er the land...
Seite 2 - Then do not blame, if, though thyself inspire, Cautious I strike the panegyric string : The Muse full oft pursues a meteor fire, And, vainly venturous, soars on waxen wing. Too actively awake at Friendship's voice, The poet's bosom pours the fervent strain, Till sad Reflection blames the hasty choice, And oft invokes Oblivion's aid in vain. Call we the shade of POPE, from that blest...
Seite 37 - Shall catch the rich melodious fpoil, And lightly brufh thee with their purple wings, To aid the zephyrs in their tuneful toil ; While others check each ruder gale, Expel rough Boreas from the fky, Nor let a breeze its heaving breath exhale, Save fuch as foftly pant, and panting die.