The Poetical Works of Mr. William CollinsT. Cadell, Jun. and W. Davies, 1802 - 124 pages |
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... breathing of cassia , myrrh , and cinnamon , to the Gentle Shepherd of RAMSAY , whose damsels carry their milking pails through the frost and snows of their less genial , but not less pastoral country . The province of Pastoral may in ...
... breathing of cassia , myrrh , and cinnamon , to the Gentle Shepherd of RAMSAY , whose damsels carry their milking pails through the frost and snows of their less genial , but not less pastoral country . The province of Pastoral may in ...
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... temper , and a quick sensibility to the distresses of his fellow men . COLLINS did not use the liberal breath of Poetry to fan those flames which consume and destroy mankind ; Peace , Mercy , xxxiv ON THE POETICAL WORKS.
... temper , and a quick sensibility to the distresses of his fellow men . COLLINS did not use the liberal breath of Poetry to fan those flames which consume and destroy mankind ; Peace , Mercy , xxxiv ON THE POETICAL WORKS.
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... Breathe on each flower , and bear their sweets away ; By Tigris ' wandring waves he sat , and sung This useful lesson for the fair and young . Ye Persian dames , he said , to you belong , Well may they please , the morals of my song ...
... Breathe on each flower , and bear their sweets away ; By Tigris ' wandring waves he sat , and sung This useful lesson for the fair and young . Ye Persian dames , he said , to you belong , Well may they please , the morals of my song ...
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... er fields of rice to stray , Or scent the breathing maize at setting day ; Amidst the maids of Zagen's peaceful grove , Emyra sung the pleasing cares of love . Of Abra first began the tender strain , Who led ECLOGUE III. ...
... er fields of rice to stray , Or scent the breathing maize at setting day ; Amidst the maids of Zagen's peaceful grove , Emyra sung the pleasing cares of love . Of Abra first began the tender strain , Who led ECLOGUE III. ...
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... Breath'd his soft gales , and led the fragrant hours , With sure return she sought the sylvan scene , The breezy mountains , and the forests green , Her maids around her mov'd , a duteous band ! Each bore a crook all rural in her hand ...
... Breath'd his soft gales , and led the fragrant hours , With sure return she sought the sylvan scene , The breezy mountains , and the forests green , Her maids around her mov'd , a duteous band ! Each bore a crook all rural in her hand ...
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Abra lov'd AGIB ANTISTROPHE Bard beautiful blest breathing Cadell & Davies charm Circassia COLLINS Comus Coriolanus crook and bleating CYMBELINE delight deserts dreary drest Druid dwell ECLOGUE English language EPODE ev'ry eyes fair Fancy Fate Fear fix'd flowers Georgian maid Greece green grief grove hair hand haste haunt hear heart Hebrides ideas inspir'd isle Julius Cæsar lyre Lyric Poetry magic maid like Abra midst mind mountains mourn Muse Music myrtles native nature numbers nymph o'er passions Pastoral Peace piece Pity plains Poem Poet poet's Poetry pour'd Published by Cadell rage retir'd round royal Abbas mov'd scene Schiraz SECANDER shade shadowy shepherds shriek shrine sighs SIR THOMAS HANMER soft song sorrow sound spear spirit springs sung swain sweet sword tears tender thee thou thought thro toil train truth vale western isle wild world unknown youth like royal
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Page 101 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.
Page 81 - When Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Throng'd around her magic cell...
Page 68 - O'erhang his wavy bed, Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn...
Page 47 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Page 102 - No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew; The redbreast oft, at evening hours, Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gathered flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Page 83 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail...
Page 82 - tis said, when all were fired, Filled with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatched her instruments of sound...
Page 87 - But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best.
Page 104 - IN yonder grave a Druid lies, Where slowly winds the stealing wave ! The year's best sweets shall duteous rise, To deck its poet's sylvan grave ! In yon deep bed of whispering reeds His airy harp ' shall now be laid ; That he whose heart in sorrow bleeds May love through life the soothing shade.
Page 87 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings. O Music ! sphere-descended maid, Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aid, Why, Goddess! why, to us denied, Lay'st thou thy ancient lyre aside...