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... Grongar Hill The Country Walk JAMES THOMSON . From The Seasons Spring Summer · Winter • 191 • 197 • 203 • 203 . 207 • 211 . 217 Indolence 221 • 226 A Hymn From The Castle of Indolence Rule , Britannia WILLIAM COLLINS . Ode to Evening ...
... Grongar Hill The Country Walk JAMES THOMSON . From The Seasons Spring Summer · Winter • 191 • 197 • 203 • 203 . 207 • 211 . 217 Indolence 221 • 226 A Hymn From The Castle of Indolence Rule , Britannia WILLIAM COLLINS . Ode to Evening ...
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... d luck to come gloriously hame , I'll bring a heart to thee wi ' love running o'er , An ' then I'll leave thee an ' Lochaber no more . JOHN DYER GRONGAR HILL SILENT nymph , with curious eye 190 Eighteenth Century Verse Lochaber no More.
... d luck to come gloriously hame , I'll bring a heart to thee wi ' love running o'er , An ' then I'll leave thee an ' Lochaber no more . JOHN DYER GRONGAR HILL SILENT nymph , with curious eye 190 Eighteenth Century Verse Lochaber no More.
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... Sweetly musing Quiet dwells ; Grongar , in whose silent shade , For the modest Muses made , So oft I have , the evening still , At the fountain of a rill , 5 ΤΟ 15 20 25 30 35 40 45 Sate upon a flowery bed 191 JOHN DYER Grongar Hill.
... Sweetly musing Quiet dwells ; Grongar , in whose silent shade , For the modest Muses made , So oft I have , the evening still , At the fountain of a rill , 5 ΤΟ 15 20 25 30 35 40 45 Sate upon a flowery bed 191 JOHN DYER Grongar Hill.
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... an awful look below ; Whose ragged walls the ivy creeps , And with her arms from falling keeps ; So both a safety from the wind On mutual dependence find . O 60 65 70 75 80 85 90 95 100 ' Tis now the raven's Grongar Hill 193.
... an awful look below ; Whose ragged walls the ivy creeps , And with her arms from falling keeps ; So both a safety from the wind On mutual dependence find . O 60 65 70 75 80 85 90 95 100 ' Tis now the raven's Grongar Hill 193.
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... cloudy day . O may I with myself agree , And never covet what I see ; Content me with an humble shade , My passions tamed , my wishes laid ; 105 ΙΙΟ 115 120 125 . 130 135 140 145 150 155 For , while our wishes Grongar Hill 195.
... cloudy day . O may I with myself agree , And never covet what I see ; Content me with an humble shade , My passions tamed , my wishes laid ; 105 ΙΙΟ 115 120 125 . 130 135 140 145 150 155 For , while our wishes Grongar Hill 195.
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Absalom and Achitophel Balclutha bards beauty beneath bless Braes of Yarrow breast breath busk Carthon cease to sigh charms cheerful Clessámmor clouds crown dark death delight Dryden Dunciad ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear Fingal flowers frae grace grave Grongar Hill groves hand hear heart heaven heroic couplet hill honour Jenny king labour Lobbin Clout Lochaber look lyre maid maun mighty mind morning mourn Muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er passions Pindaric plain pleasure poem poet poetry Pope Pope's Popish Plot pow'r praise pride proud redemption draweth nigh rise Robin Gray round satire scene shade Shadwell shine sing skies smile soft song sorrow soul spread swain sweet tears thee thou thought toil trembling Twas vale verse voice waves weep Whig wind Yarrow ye Britons youth ΙΟ
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Page 85 - All nature is but art, unknown to thee ; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see ; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good. And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear,
Page 322 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. 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...
Page 327 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain, These simple blessings of the lowly train, To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Page 254 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 255 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
Page 244 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Page 326 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place : The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door ; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day ; The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules...
Page 56 - 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 329 - The country blooms — a garden and a grave. Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's fenceless limits strayed He drives his flock to pick the scanty blade, Those fenceless fields the sons of wealth divide, And even the bare-worn common is denied.
Page 23 - The princes applaud with a furious joy ; And the king seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy ; Thais led the way, To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy.