The English Parnassus: Being a New Selection of Didactic, Descriptive, Pathetic, Plaintive, and Pastoral Poetry, Extracted from the Works of the Latest and Most Celebrated Poets... |
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... these reflections rise : How has this day my duty feen exprefs'd ? What have I done , omitted , or tranfgrefs'd ? Then grieve the moments thou haft idly spent : The rest will yield thee comfort and content . Be thefe good rules thy ...
... these reflections rise : How has this day my duty feen exprefs'd ? What have I done , omitted , or tranfgrefs'd ? Then grieve the moments thou haft idly spent : The rest will yield thee comfort and content . Be thefe good rules thy ...
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... these be thine ? Surely more mild , more conftant in their course , Thy pleasures iffue from a nobler fource ; From sweet difcretion ruling in the breast , From paffions temper'd , and from lufts repres ; From thoughts unconscious of a ...
... these be thine ? Surely more mild , more conftant in their course , Thy pleasures iffue from a nobler fource ; From sweet difcretion ruling in the breast , From paffions temper'd , and from lufts repres ; From thoughts unconscious of a ...
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... these within appear , And woe and horror dwell for ever here . For ever from the echoing roofs rebounds A dreadful din of heterogeneous founds . From this , from that , from ev'ry quarter rise Loud shouts , and fullen groans , and ...
... these within appear , And woe and horror dwell for ever here . For ever from the echoing roofs rebounds A dreadful din of heterogeneous founds . From this , from that , from ev'ry quarter rise Loud shouts , and fullen groans , and ...
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... these he rakes and spares , Thefe rack his bofom , these engrofs his cares ; O'er thefe he broods , for ever void of rest , And hugs the fncaking paffion of his breaft . See ! from himself the fordid niggard steals , Referves large ...
... these he rakes and spares , Thefe rack his bofom , these engrofs his cares ; O'er thefe he broods , for ever void of rest , And hugs the fncaking paffion of his breaft . See ! from himself the fordid niggard steals , Referves large ...
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... these poor Bedlamites thyfelf furvey , Thyfelf , lefs innocently mad than they . SECT . VII . FITZGERALD . ' TIS A THOUGHT UPON DEATH . IS vain , my foul , ' tis impious all , The human lot to mourn , The That life fo foon muft fleet ...
... these poor Bedlamites thyfelf furvey , Thyfelf , lefs innocently mad than they . SECT . VII . FITZGERALD . ' TIS A THOUGHT UPON DEATH . IS vain , my foul , ' tis impious all , The human lot to mourn , The That life fo foon muft fleet ...
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Page 328 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
Page 30 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 239 - Till out of breath he overtakes his fellows ; Who gather round, and wonder at the tale Of horrid apparition tall and ghastly, That walks at dead of night, or takes his stand O'er some new-open'd grave; and, strange to tell! Evanishes at crowing of the cock.
Page 105 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Page 332 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Page 323 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ ; Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The generous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Page 109 - O luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree, How ill exchanged are things like these for thee! How do thy potions, with insidious joy, Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy! Kingdoms, by thee, to sickly greatness grown, Boast of a florid...
Page 109 - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe ; But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wish'd for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for a father's arms.
Page 333 - Cares produce, Or who would learn one earthly Thing of Use ? To patch, nay ogle, might become a Saint, Nor could it sure be such a Sin to paint. But since, alas ! frail Beauty must decay...
Page 110 - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.