The Book of Pleasures: Containing The Pleasures of Hope |
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... toil , a charm for every woe : Won by their sweets , in Nature's languid hour The way - worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower ; There , as the wild - bee murmurs on the wing , What peaceful dreams thy handmaid spirits bring ! What ...
... toil , a charm for every woe : Won by their sweets , in Nature's languid hour The way - worn pilgrim seeks thy summer bower ; There , as the wild - bee murmurs on the wing , What peaceful dreams thy handmaid spirits bring ! What ...
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... is still on Death's devoted soil , The march - worn soldier mingles for the toil ; As rings his glittering tube , he lifts on high The dauntless brow , and spirit - speaking eye , Hails in his heart the triumph yet to come , 12 CAMPBELL'S.
... is still on Death's devoted soil , The march - worn soldier mingles for the toil ; As rings his glittering tube , he lifts on high The dauntless brow , and spirit - speaking eye , Hails in his heart the triumph yet to come , 12 CAMPBELL'S.
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... toils , or solitary care , Unblest by visionary thoughts that stray To count the joys of Fortune's better day ! Lo , nature , life , and liberty relume The dim - eyed tenant of the dungeon gloom , A long - lost friend , or hapless child ...
... toils , or solitary care , Unblest by visionary thoughts that stray To count the joys of Fortune's better day ! Lo , nature , life , and liberty relume The dim - eyed tenant of the dungeon gloom , A long - lost friend , or hapless child ...
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... toil , Shall bid each righteous heart exult , to see Peace to the slave , and vengeance on the free ! Yet , yet , degraded men ! th ' expected day That breaks your bitter cup , is far away ; Trade , wealth , and fashion , ask you still ...
... toil , Shall bid each righteous heart exult , to see Peace to the slave , and vengeance on the free ! Yet , yet , degraded men ! th ' expected day That breaks your bitter cup , is far away ; Trade , wealth , and fashion , ask you still ...
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... toil , Yoked with the brutes , and fetter'd to the soil ; Weigh'd in a tyrant's balance with his gold ? No ! Nature stamp'd us in a heavenly mould ? She bade no wretch his thankless labour urge , Nor , trembling , take the pittance and ...
... toil , Yoked with the brutes , and fetter'd to the soil ; Weigh'd in a tyrant's balance with his gold ? No ! Nature stamp'd us in a heavenly mould ? She bade no wretch his thankless labour urge , Nor , trembling , take the pittance and ...
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adamantine amid awful beauty behold bends blest blooming bosom breast breath breeze bright bright eye brow charm clime clouds deep delight dews divine dread dwell earth enchantment eternal fair Fancy Fancy's fate fire fond frame gaze Genesa Genius gloom glows hail hand harmonious hath heart Heaven honours hour hues immortal light living Loxian lyre MARK AKENSIDE mind mingling mortal murmuring Muse native Nature Nature's night o'er passion pensive Plato PLEASURES OF MEMORY pomp praise radiant rapture rill rosy round sacred SAMUEL ROGERS scene seraph shade shore sigh sire smile smiling band song soothe sorrow soul spectre spirit spring stamp'd storm stream sublime sweet tears thee things THOMAS CAMPBELL thou thought throne thunder toil trembling triumph Truth vale VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb Virtue wakes wave weep whence wild winds wing Wisdom woes wonder wretch youth
Popular passages
Page 172 - For him, the Spring Distils her dews, and from the silken gem Its lucid leaves unfolds: for him, the hand Of Autumn 'tinges every fertile branch With blooming gold, and blushes like the morn.
Page 3 - AT summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below, Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Page 13 - I watch the wheels of Nature's mazy plan, And learn the future by the past of man. Come, bright Improvement ! on the car of Time, And rule the spacious world from clime to clime; L Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore, Trace every wave, and culture every shore.
Page 15 - KOSCIUSKO fell! The sun went down, nor ceased the carnage there. Tumultuous Murder shook the midnight air — On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow, His blood-dyed waters murmuring far below; The storm prevails, the rampart yields a way, Bursts the wild cry of horror and dismay!
Page 170 - Reveals the charms of Nature. Ask the swain Who journeys homeward from a summer day's Long labour, why, forgetful of his toils And due repose, he loiters to behold The sunshine gleaming as through amber clouds. O'er all the western sky ; full soon, I ween, His rude expression and untutor'd airs, Beyond the power of language, will unfold The form of beauty smiling at his heart, How lovely!
Page 10 - No lingering hour of sorrow shall be thine; No sigh that rends thy father's heart and mine ; Bright as his manly sire the son shall be In form and soul; but, ah ! more blest than he ! Thy fame, thy worth, thy filial love at last, Shall soothe his aching heart for all the past— "With many a smile my solitude repay, And chase the world's ungenerous scorn away.
Page 7 - Know not a trace of Nature but the form; Yet, at thy call, the hardy tar pursued, Pale, but intrepid, sad, but unsubdued...
Page 48 - Eternal HOPE ! when yonder spheres sublime Peal'd their first notes to sound the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade. — When all the sister planets have...
Page 59 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! * Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Page 76 - SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers.