Poems by Goldsmith and ParnellW. Bulmer and Company, 1795 - 76 pagina's |
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... Italy extends ; Its uplands , sloping , deck the mountain's side , Woods over woods in gay theatrick pride ; While oft some temple's mouldering top between , With venerable grandeur marks the scene . Could nature's bounty satisfy the ...
... Italy extends ; Its uplands , sloping , deck the mountain's side , Woods over woods in gay theatrick pride ; While oft some temple's mouldering top between , With venerable grandeur marks the scene . Could nature's bounty satisfy the ...
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... Italy were surely bless'd . Whatever fruits in different climes are found , That proudly rise , or humbly court the ground ; Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear , Whose bright succession decks the varied year ; Whatever sweets ...
... Italy were surely bless'd . Whatever fruits in different climes are found , That proudly rise , or humbly court the ground ; Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear , Whose bright succession decks the varied year ; Whatever sweets ...
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Amidst thy bending beneath Bewick bless'd blessings bliss boast bosom breast calm charms cheer Cheshire Cleveland Row climes Clogher crown'd display Dublin e'en Edmund Burke fame fire flies friends gale gave GOLDSMITH guests happiness heart Heaven HERMIT Hoards honour horrours humble Ireland kind labour land learn'd Lord loveliest luxury mankind mansion master merit mind mirth morn musick native nature's o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain parterre pass'd peasant pleased pleasure poem poet pomp poor praise pride proud Published January raptures reign repose rich rise round Samuel Johnson sculp seem'd shade Shakspeare Printing Office shed shore sinks sire skies smiling solitary sorrow soul splendid splendour spread supplied swain sway Sweet Auburn TETIGIT thine THOMAS PARNELL Thou thy bowers toil truth turn Twas tyrant vate village virtue wandering wealth wept Westminster Abbey where-e'er wild William Bulmer wish'd wretch youth