A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Volume 1J. Hughs, 1765 - English poetry |
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... seems to strike my fight ; If in the stage I feek to footh my care , I meet his foul which breathes in Cato there ; If penfive to the rural fhades I rove , His shape o'ertakes me in the lonely grove : ' Twas there of just and good he ...
... seems to strike my fight ; If in the stage I feek to footh my care , I meet his foul which breathes in Cato there ; If penfive to the rural fhades I rove , His shape o'ertakes me in the lonely grove : ' Twas there of just and good he ...
Page 51
... Seems from afar a moving tulip - bed , Where rich brocades and gloffy damasks glow , And chints , the rival of the show'ry bow . D 2 Here WELSERD FT Here England's Daughter , darling of the land , Sometimes ( 51 ) KENSINGTON GARDEN. ...
... Seems from afar a moving tulip - bed , Where rich brocades and gloffy damasks glow , And chints , the rival of the show'ry bow . D 2 Here WELSERD FT Here England's Daughter , darling of the land , Sometimes ( 51 ) KENSINGTON GARDEN. ...
Page 64
... seems to rise , And ftruts a straw - breadth nearer to the fkies . O for thy Mufe , great Bard , whose lofty strains In battle join'd the Pygmies and the Cranes ! Each gaudy knight , had I that warmth divine , Each colour'd legion in my ...
... seems to rise , And ftruts a straw - breadth nearer to the fkies . O for thy Mufe , great Bard , whose lofty strains In battle join'd the Pygmies and the Cranes ! Each gaudy knight , had I that warmth divine , Each colour'd legion in my ...
Page 87
... to this wild extream , That duft a deity should seem ; Be thought , as through the wondering ftreets he rode , A man immortal , or a god : F 4 With With rattling brafs , and trampling horse , Should counterfeit ( 87 )
... to this wild extream , That duft a deity should seem ; Be thought , as through the wondering ftreets he rode , A man immortal , or a god : F 4 With With rattling brafs , and trampling horse , Should counterfeit ( 87 )
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... seems More formidable near ; then from the throne A vocal thunder roll'd the sense of God , Majestically long , repugnant all To princes ' customs here ; their judgments flash On guilt , with words concise , and sudden blaze . Quite ...
... seems More formidable near ; then from the throne A vocal thunder roll'd the sense of God , Majestically long , repugnant all To princes ' customs here ; their judgments flash On guilt , with words concise , and sudden blaze . Quite ...
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Page 260 - While partial Fame doth with her blasts adorn Such deeds alone as pride and pomp disguise; Deeds of ill sort, and mischievous emprize...
Page 30 - There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.
Page 215 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose ; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain. His pow'rful strokes presiding Truth impress'd, And unresisted Passion storm'd the breast.
Page 231 - Grongar Hill Silent nymph! with curious eye Who the purple evening lie On the mountain's lonely van Beyond the noise of busy man, Painting fair the form of things...
Page 209 - This, only this, provokes the snarling Muse. The sober trader at a tatter'd cloak Wakes from his dream, and labours for a joke; With brisker air the silken courtiers gaze, And turn the varied taunt a thousand ways.
Page 261 - ... green, On which the tribe their gambols do display ; And at the door...
Page 217 - Ah ! let not Censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
Page 131 - To cure the mind's wrong bias, Spleen, Some recommend the bowling-green ; Some, hilly walks ; all, exercise ; Fling but a stone, the giant dies. Laugh and be well. Monkeys have been Extreme good doctors for the Spleen ; And kitten, if the humour hit, Has harlequin'd away the fit.
Page 234 - That cast an awful look below ; Whose ragged walls the ivy creeps, And with her arms from falling keeps : So both a safety from the wind On mutual dependence find. 'Tis now the raven's bleak abode ; Tis now th...
Page 265 - On thee she calls, on thee her parent dear! . . (Ah ! too remote to ward the shameful blow!) She sees no kind domestic visage near, And soon a flood of tears begins to flow ; And gives a loose at last to unavailing woe.