Selections from the British Classics: Chaucer and Spenser ...Leggat Brothers, 1856 - 122 pages |
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... GRAY . 66 showers Of sweet discourse , whose powers Can crown old Winter's head with flowers . " NEW YORK : PUBLISHED BY LEGGAT BROTHERS , 88 NASSAU - STREET . 1856 . XC4662 HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY 42 * 360 Entered according to.
... GRAY . 66 showers Of sweet discourse , whose powers Can crown old Winter's head with flowers . " NEW YORK : PUBLISHED BY LEGGAT BROTHERS , 88 NASSAU - STREET . 1856 . XC4662 HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY 42 * 360 Entered according to.
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... SWEET Auburn ! loveliest village of the plain , Where health and plenty cheered the laboring swain ; Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid , And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed . Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease ...
... SWEET Auburn ! loveliest village of the plain , Where health and plenty cheered the laboring swain ; Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid , And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed . Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease ...
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... sweet village ! sports like these , With sweet succession , taught e'en toil to please ; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed , These were thy charms - but all these charms are fled . Sweet smiling village , loveliest of ...
... sweet village ! sports like these , With sweet succession , taught e'en toil to please ; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed , These were thy charms - but all these charms are fled . Sweet smiling village , loveliest of ...
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... Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour , Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power ; Here , as I take my solitary rounds , Amidst thy tangling walks , and ruined grounds ; And , many a year elapsed , return to view Where once ...
... Sweet Auburn ! parent of the blissful hour , Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power ; Here , as I take my solitary rounds , Amidst thy tangling walks , and ruined grounds ; And , many a year elapsed , return to view Where once ...
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... Sweet was the sound , when oft , at evening's close , Up yonder hill the village murmur rose ; There as I passed , with careless steps and slow , The mingling notes came softened from below ; The swain responsive as the milk - maid sung ...
... Sweet was the sound , when oft , at evening's close , Up yonder hill the village murmur rose ; There as I passed , with careless steps and slow , The mingling notes came softened from below ; The swain responsive as the milk - maid sung ...
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alike angel behold bend beneath blessing blest bliss bowers breast breath charms cheerful confest creature crowned death e'er earth EPISTLE eternal ethereal eyes faggot fame father fear field flies flower fool gale gout grow guest happiness head heart Heaven Hermit hope hour Iliad indolent insect instinct JOHN GAY kind kings labor learned lisp living looks luxury Man's mankind mind morn murmuring muse nature nature's nature's law ne'er never numbers Nymphs o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain passion peace plain pleasure poet poor prey pride proud reason reign rest rill rise round Self-love shade shine sire skies smiling soul spread spring stream swain sweet SWEET Auburn Swift taught tempests thee thine things thou toil trembling turns Twas tyrant vice village virtue virtue's wandering warm weak wealth Whate'er whole wind wise wood wretched youth
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Page 82 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Page 118 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Page 44 - In faith and hope the world will disagree, But all mankind's concern is charity : All must be false that thwart this one great end, And all of God that bless mankind or mend. Man, like the generous vine, supported lives ; The strength he gains is from th
Page 24 - Two principles in human nature reign ; Self-love to urge, and reason to restrain : Nor this a good, nor that a bad we call, Each works its end, to move or govern all : And to their proper operation still, Ascribe all good, to their improper, ill.
Page 57 - Compute the morn and evening to the day ? The whole amount of that enormous fame, A tale that blends their glory with their shame ! Know then this truth (enough for man to know) 'Virtue alone is happiness below.
Page 11 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die...
Page 14 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar, Wait the great teacher Death, and God adore. What future bliss he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
Page 39 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Page 87 - Till quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride ; And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died. " But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. " And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Tvvas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Page 16 - Better for us, perhaps, it might appear, Were there all harmony, all virtue here; That never air or ocean felt the wind. That never passion discomposed the mind. But all subsists by elemental strife ; And passions are the elements of life.