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Pàgina 45 - his fav'rite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. 29. The next with dirges due, in sad array, Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne; Approach, and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Pàgina 78 - may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, . With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus 'self may heave his head From golden slumbers on
Pàgina 43 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonoured dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate. 25. " Haply some hoary headed swain may say,— Oft have we seen him, at the peep of dawn, Brushing with hasty steps the
Pàgina 126 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown, and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heav'n doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew i Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain ; These pleasures Melancholy give, And
Pàgina 91 - thy decent shoulders drawn ; Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes, There held in holy passion still Forget thyself to marble, till, With a sad leaden downward cast, Thou fix them on the earth as fast.
Pàgina 103 - The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds, or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook, And of those demons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true consent With planet or with element.
Pàgina 55 - Haste tbee, nymph, and bring with thee, Jest, and youthful Jollity ; Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter,
Pàgina 69 - thresh'd the corn That ten day-lab'rers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And cropfull out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whisp'ring winds soon lulled asleep.
Pàgina 57 - me of thy crew . To live with her, and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free ; To hear the lark begin his flight, And, singing, startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise, And
Pàgina 39 - Yet ev'n these bones from insult to protect, Some frail memorial still erected nigh, With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture deck'd, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. 21. " Their name, their years, spelt by th" unletter'd muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.