The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone, Esq;: I. Elegies on several occasions. II. Odes, songs, ballads, &c. III. Levities, or pieces of humour. IV. Moral piecesR. and J. Dodsley, in Pall-mall., 1764 - 345 pages |
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... wish however that this task had been allotted to fome perfon capable of performing it in that masterly manner which the subject fo A well well deferves . To confefs the truth , it was A Prefatory effay on elegy Page ELE GY.
... wish however that this task had been allotted to fome perfon capable of performing it in that masterly manner which the subject fo A well well deferves . To confefs the truth , it was A Prefatory effay on elegy Page ELE GY.
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... wish'd for wealth , for much he wish'd to give ; He griev'd that virtue might not wealth obtain ; Piteous of woes , and hopeless to relieve , The penfive prospect fadden'd all his strain . C 2 I faw I faw him faint ! I faw him fink to.
... wish'd for wealth , for much he wish'd to give ; He griev'd that virtue might not wealth obtain ; Piteous of woes , and hopeless to relieve , The penfive prospect fadden'd all his strain . C 2 I faw I faw him faint ! I faw him fink to.
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... wish , and let me point the way . For know I trod the trophy'd paths of pow'r ; Felt ev'ry joy that fair ambition brings ; And left the lonely roof of yonder bow'r , To ftand beneath the canopies of kings . ; I bade low hinds the tow ...
... wish , and let me point the way . For know I trod the trophy'd paths of pow'r ; Felt ev'ry joy that fair ambition brings ; And left the lonely roof of yonder bow'r , To ftand beneath the canopies of kings . ; I bade low hinds the tow ...
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... wish to bless , I languish to bestow ; And tho ' no friend to fame's obftreperous blast , Still , to her dulcet murmurs not a foe . Too proud with fervile tone to deign addrefs ; Too mean to think that honours are my due , Yet fhou'd ...
... wish to bless , I languish to bestow ; And tho ' no friend to fame's obftreperous blast , Still , to her dulcet murmurs not a foe . Too proud with fervile tone to deign addrefs ; Too mean to think that honours are my due , Yet fhou'd ...
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... gain the fordid ore , The charms of independence let us fing ; Bleft with thy friendship , can I wish for more ? I'll spurn the boasted wealth of * LYDIA's king . Crafus . ELEGY EL EGY X. To fortune , fuggefting his motive for.
... gain the fordid ore , The charms of independence let us fing ; Bleft with thy friendship , can I wish for more ? I'll spurn the boasted wealth of * LYDIA's king . Crafus . ELEGY EL EGY X. To fortune , fuggefting his motive for.
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Page 336 - Who should not honour'd eld with these revere: For never title yet so mean could prove, But there was eke a Mind which did that title love.
Page 337 - Fresh baum, and marygold of cheerful hue : The lowly gill, that never dares to climb ; And more I fain would sing, disdaining here to rhyme.