Beauties of literature, selected from various authors by H. Waylett1791 |
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Pagina 10
... fome high festival of once a year , In wild excess the vulgar breast takes fire , Till , buried in debauch , the bliss expire . But not their joys alone thus coarsely flow : Their morals , like their pleasures , are but low ; For , as ...
... fome high festival of once a year , In wild excess the vulgar breast takes fire , Till , buried in debauch , the bliss expire . But not their joys alone thus coarsely flow : Their morals , like their pleasures , are but low ; For , as ...
Pagina 35
... fome haunted streams with fond delay , Round an holy calm diffusing , Love of peace , and lonely mufing , In hollow murmurs died away . But O , how alter'd was its sprightlier tone ! When Cheerfulness , a nymph of healthieft hue , Her ...
... fome haunted streams with fond delay , Round an holy calm diffusing , Love of peace , and lonely mufing , In hollow murmurs died away . But O , how alter'd was its sprightlier tone ! When Cheerfulness , a nymph of healthieft hue , Her ...
Pagina 36
... fome unwearied minftrel dancing , While , as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings , Love fram'd with Mirth a gay fantastic round , Loofe were her tresses seen , her zone un- bound , And he , amidst his frolic play , As if he would the ...
... fome unwearied minftrel dancing , While , as his flying fingers kiss'd the strings , Love fram'd with Mirth a gay fantastic round , Loofe were her tresses seen , her zone un- bound , And he , amidst his frolic play , As if he would the ...
Pagina 49
... fome bread , I afk - but ask in vain ! Did'st thou but feel the parching thirst ; Know but one half my grief ; See my poor heart with anguish burst , Could'st thou deny relief ? The Chriftian rolling in his wealth , Poffeft with means ...
... fome bread , I afk - but ask in vain ! Did'st thou but feel the parching thirst ; Know but one half my grief ; See my poor heart with anguish burst , Could'st thou deny relief ? The Chriftian rolling in his wealth , Poffeft with means ...
Pagina 60
... fome tall cliff that lifts its awful form , Swells from the vale , and midway leaves the storm . Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread , Eternal funshine fettles on its head . GOLDSMITH . The Hare and many Friends ...
... fome tall cliff that lifts its awful form , Swells from the vale , and midway leaves the storm . Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread , Eternal funshine fettles on its head . GOLDSMITH . The Hare and many Friends ...
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Beauties of Literature, Selected from Various Authors by H. Waylett Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2020 |
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Agrestis Amelia anguiſh Arria aſk beſt beſtow blaſt bleſs bleſt bliſs boſom breaſt BUDGEN call'd cardinal character charms cheer cloſe continue at college daugh dear death deſpair diſplay Eugenio ev'ry eyes fafe faid fame father fear firſt five crowns fome fons foul friendſhip give grief hand happy hath heart Heaven honour hope hour juſt laſt luckleſs Maria Mifs mind Mirth Miſs moſt muſt never night o'er Pætus Paffions pain paſt Petrarch Pleas'd pleaſing pleasure poor pow'r praiſe preſent pride rage reaſon reign reſt rife round ſaid ſay ſcenes Schiraz ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhed ſhort ſhould Sir Joshua Reynolds ſkies ſkill ſky ſmile ſome ſpeak ſpread ſprings ſtate ſtay ſteps ſtill ſtore ſtorm ſtream ſtrength ſuch ſweet tears thee theſe thine thoſe thou tion truth Ventosus virtue warm Whoſe wretched young yourselves youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 60 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Pagina 4 - If the Spring put forth no blossoms, in Summer there will be no beauty, and in Autumn. no fruit. So if youth be trifled away without improvement, manhood will be contemptible, and old age miserable.
Pagina 8 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed ; No costly lord the sumptuous banquet deal, To make him loathe his vegetable meal : But calm, and bred in ignorance and toil, Each wish contracting, fits him to the soil.
Pagina 57 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change his place...
Pagina 64 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Pagina 66 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Pagina 58 - But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment, tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Pagina 32 - First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewilder'd laid, And back recoil'd, he knew not why, Ev'n at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rush'd; his eyes on fire In lightnings own'd his secret stings; In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings.
Pagina 51 - If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home.
Pagina 42 - I felt such undescribable emotions within me, as I am sure could not be accounted for from any combinations of matter and motion.