A Select Collection of Poems, from Admired Authors, and Scarce Miscellanies: With Many Pieces Never Before PublishedW. Kelley ... sold by J. Bew ... London., 1790 - 240 pages |
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... prince Phyz ! to please the British nation , Call thy next masquerade a Convocation . Bears , lions , wolves , and elephants I breed , And Philofophical Transactions read . Next lodge I'll be free - mafon ; nothing less , Unless I ...
... prince Phyz ! to please the British nation , Call thy next masquerade a Convocation . Bears , lions , wolves , and elephants I breed , And Philofophical Transactions read . Next lodge I'll be free - mafon ; nothing less , Unless I ...
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... prince , Who to his people's good confin'd his care , And fix'd the bafis of his empire there ; Inlarg'd their trade , the lib'ral arts improv❜d , Made nations happy , and himself belov'd ; To all the neighb'ring ftates a terror grown ...
... prince , Who to his people's good confin'd his care , And fix'd the bafis of his empire there ; Inlarg'd their trade , the lib'ral arts improv❜d , Made nations happy , and himself belov'd ; To all the neighb'ring ftates a terror grown ...
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... Prince , impetuous as the wind , Rush'd on , and left his lagging train behind . Fir'd with the chafe , and full of youthful blood , O'er plains , and vales , and woodland wilds he rode , Urging his courfer's speed , nor thought the day ...
... Prince , impetuous as the wind , Rush'd on , and left his lagging train behind . Fir'd with the chafe , and full of youthful blood , O'er plains , and vales , and woodland wilds he rode , Urging his courfer's speed , nor thought the day ...
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... prince ; -where could he fly ? No guide to lead , no friendly cottage nigh , Penfive and unrefolv'd a while he flood , Beneath the fcanty covert of the wood ; But , drove from thence , foon fally'd forth again , As chance directed on ...
... prince ; -where could he fly ? No guide to lead , no friendly cottage nigh , Penfive and unrefolv'd a while he flood , Beneath the fcanty covert of the wood ; But , drove from thence , foon fally'd forth again , As chance directed on ...
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... prince in civil guise approach'd the dame , Told her his piteous cafe , and whence he came , And , till Aurora fhou'd the fhades expel , Implor'd a lodging in her friendly cell . Mortal , whoe'er thou art , the fiend began , And as she ...
... prince in civil guise approach'd the dame , Told her his piteous cafe , and whence he came , And , till Aurora fhou'd the fhades expel , Implor'd a lodging in her friendly cell . Mortal , whoe'er thou art , the fiend began , And as she ...
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Page 114 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling Time moves round...
Page 115 - An honest man's the noblest work of God ;" And, certes,* in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind. What is a lordling's pomp ? A cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind! Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined ! O Scotia, my dear, my native soil!
Page 109 - No mercenary bard his homage pays: With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end; My dearest meed, a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's sequester'd scene; The native feelings strong, the guileless ways; What Aiken in a cottage would have been; Ah! tho' his worth unknown, far happier there, I ween. November chill blaws loud wi...
Page 111 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek : Wi...
Page 112 - O happy love, — where love like this is found! — O heart-felt raptures! bliss beyond compare! I've paced much this weary mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare — " If heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale...
Page 111 - And mind their labors wi' an eydent hand, And ne'er, tho' out o' sight, to jauk or play: "And O! be sure to fear the Lord alway, And mind your duty, duly, morn and night; Lest in temptation's path ye gang astray, Implore his counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright.
Page 113 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page; How Abram was the friend of God on high; Or Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Page 112 - I've paced much this weary mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare 'If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Page 114 - There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Page 113 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !