Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and to Comprise in One Volume the Beauties of English Poetry |
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she cry'd ; " and I shall see That angel - face no more ! 24 . " I feel , I feel this
breaking heart Beat high against my side -- " From her white arm down sonk her
head ; She shivering , sigh'd , and died . AN ENQUIRY AFTER HAPPINESS .
she cry'd ; " and I shall see That angel - face no more ! 24 . " I feel , I feel this
breaking heart Beat high against my side -- " From her white arm down sonk her
head ; She shivering , sigh'd , and died . AN ENQUIRY AFTER HAPPINESS .
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Teach me to feel another's woe , To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others
show , That mercy show to me . Mean though I am , not wholly so , Since quicken'
d by thy breath ; O lead me wheresoe'er I go , Through this day's life or death .
Teach me to feel another's woe , To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others
show , That mercy show to me . Mean though I am , not wholly so , Since quicken'
d by thy breath ; O lead me wheresoe'er I go , Through this day's life or death .
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Wiping Love's tear - streaming eyes , Archly smiling - she replies : " Cupid , if a
thing so small Pain thee thus , and give thee thrall , Think , O think , what torturing
woe They , who feel thy dart , must know . " SONNET TO THE RIVER TWEED .
Wiping Love's tear - streaming eyes , Archly smiling - she replies : " Cupid , if a
thing so small Pain thee thus , and give thee thrall , Think , O think , what torturing
woe They , who feel thy dart , must know . " SONNET TO THE RIVER TWEED .
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... book , but contributed so much to the assistance of indigent merit . I had rather
have my readers feel that pleasure which arises from the sense of having done
one A3 virtuous deed , than all they can enjoy froin the LIFE OF LANGHORNE .
... book , but contributed so much to the assistance of indigent merit . I had rather
have my readers feel that pleasure which arises from the sense of having done
one A3 virtuous deed , than all they can enjoy froin the LIFE OF LANGHORNE .
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In Eden's vale an aged hind , At the dim twilight's closing hour , On his time -
smoothed staff reclined , With wonder viewed the opening flower . “ Ill - fated
flower , at eve to blow , " In pity's simple thought he cries , Thy bosom must not
feel the ...
In Eden's vale an aged hind , At the dim twilight's closing hour , On his time -
smoothed staff reclined , With wonder viewed the opening flower . “ Ill - fated
flower , at eve to blow , " In pity's simple thought he cries , Thy bosom must not
feel the ...
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Page 168 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 171 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 166 - 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 56 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace ; Who foremost now delight to cleave, With pliant arm, thy glassy wave...
Page 167 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all...
Page 79 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 116 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Page 24 - From seeming Evil still educing Good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Page 109 - 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...
Page 134 - With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise : Join voices, all ye living souls ; ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise...