Poems on various subjects, selected by E. TomkinsE Tomkins 1806 |
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... Boldly sounding , drowns his pipe . 9 . Sweet , O sweet , the warbling throng . On the white emblossom'd spray ! Nature's universal song Echoes to the rising day . NOON . 10 . FERVID on the glitt❜ring flood Now 24 SELECT POEMS .
... Boldly sounding , drowns his pipe . 9 . Sweet , O sweet , the warbling throng . On the white emblossom'd spray ! Nature's universal song Echoes to the rising day . NOON . 10 . FERVID on the glitt❜ring flood Now 24 SELECT POEMS .
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... warbling world asleep , Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela , charın The listening shades , and teach the Night His praise . Ye chief , for whom the whole creation smiles , At once the head , the heart , and tongue of all , Crown the ...
... warbling world asleep , Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela , charın The listening shades , and teach the Night His praise . Ye chief , for whom the whole creation smiles , At once the head , the heart , and tongue of all , Crown the ...
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... warbling woodlark's lays , Shall she be deem'd my rival ? Shall a form Of elemental dross , of mould'ring clay , Vie with these charms imperial ? The poor worm Shall prove her contest vain . Life's little day Shall pass , and she is ...
... warbling woodlark's lays , Shall she be deem'd my rival ? Shall a form Of elemental dross , of mould'ring clay , Vie with these charms imperial ? The poor worm Shall prove her contest vain . Life's little day Shall pass , and she is ...
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... and wave your tops , ye pines , With every plant , in sign of worship wave . Fountains , and ye that warble as ye flow , Melodious murmurs warbling , tune his praise . Join voices , all ye living souls , ye birds SELECT POEMS . 155.
... and wave your tops , ye pines , With every plant , in sign of worship wave . Fountains , and ye that warble as ye flow , Melodious murmurs warbling , tune his praise . Join voices , all ye living souls , ye birds SELECT POEMS . 155.
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... warbling lyre , And Hope that sooths the throbbing breast . " O sent from heav'n to haunt the grove , Where squint - ey'd Envy ne'er can come ; Nor pines the cheek with luckless love , Nor anguish chills the living bloom ; " But ...
... warbling lyre , And Hope that sooths the throbbing breast . " O sent from heav'n to haunt the grove , Where squint - ey'd Envy ne'er can come ; Nor pines the cheek with luckless love , Nor anguish chills the living bloom ; " But ...
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beams beauteous beauty behold bids bless blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright call'd charms cheek cheer clouds Crazy Jane dear death delight dwell E'en earth ev'ry eyes fair fair lady fairies faithless fate fear flame flow flower fond gentle gloom glow grace grove happy hear heart Heaven Hermit hill hour Hymen light live lute lyre maid mind morn mortal mourn Muse Musidora Nature's ne'er night nymph o'er pain Palemon passion peace Philomel pity plain pleas'd pleasure PLUTUS pow'r praise pride rapture rest rill rise rose round sacred scenes shade shepherd shine sigh sing skies smiling soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spring stamp'd swain sweet tale tear Thaïs thee thine thou thought Timotheus train Trembler trembling Twas vale virtue voice warbling wealth wind wings youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 206 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Seite 32 - Fancy * paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the...
Seite 135 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Seite 53 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Seite 94 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Seite 205 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given. But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven.
Seite 119 - Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Seite 92 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath?
Seite 128 - 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...
Seite 125 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.