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Seite 49 - I hear the solemn sound, Which midnight echoes waft around, And sighing gales repeat. Fav'rite of Pallas! I attend, And, faithful to thy summons, bend At Wisdom's awful seat.
Seite 96 - Nor ease, nor peace, that heart can know, That, like the needle true, Turns at the touch of joy or woe; But, turning, trembles too.
Seite 179 - Nor once perceived his growing old, Nor thought of Death as near; His friends not false, his wife no shrew, Many his gains, his children few, He...
Seite 179 - Quit your sweet bride and come with me." " With you ! and quit my Susan's side...
Seite 29 - But if thine unrelenting heart That slender boon deny, The cheerful light, the vital air, Are blessings widely given; Let Nature's commoners enjoy The common gifts of Heaven. The well-taught philosophic mind To all compassion gives; Casts round the world an equal eye, and feels for all that lives.
Seite 179 - I'll quit my prey, And grant a kind reprieve ; In hopes you'll have no more to say ; But, when I call again this way, Well pleased the world will leave.
Seite 29 - See TITIANA driving to the park! Hark ! let us follow, 'tis not yet too dark ; In her all beauties of the fpring are feen, Her cheeks are rofy, and her mantle green. PATCH. See TINTQRETTA to the opera goes!
Seite 49 - That breathes no wild desires : But taught by thy unerring rules, To shun the fruitless wish of fools, To nobler views aspires.
Seite 96 - Oh, hafte to fhed the facred balm! My fhatter'd nerves new firing; And for my gueft, ferenely calm, The nymph, Indifference, bring. At her approach, fee Hope, fee Fear, See Expectation fly ; And Difappointment in the rear, That blafts the promis'd joy. The tear which pity taught to flow, The eye fhall then difown: The heart that melts for others woe, Shall then fcarce feel its own.