Extracts, Elegant, Instructive, and Entertaining, in Poetry, 1. ciltVicesimus Knox Rivington, 1791 |
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... Thou GOOD SUPREME ! FATHE O teach me what is good . Teach me THYSELF ! Save me from folly , vanity , and vice , From every low purfuit ! and feed my foul With knowledge , confcious peace , and virtue Sacred , fubftantial , never ...
... Thou GOOD SUPREME ! FATHE O teach me what is good . Teach me THYSELF ! Save me from folly , vanity , and vice , From every low purfuit ! and feed my foul With knowledge , confcious peace , and virtue Sacred , fubftantial , never ...
Sayfa 13
... Thou from the regions of eternal day , View'ft all thy works at one immenfe furvey : Pleas'd thou behold'ft the whole propenfely tend To perfect happiness , its glorious end . If thou to earth but turn thy wrathful eyes , Her basis ...
... Thou from the regions of eternal day , View'ft all thy works at one immenfe furvey : Pleas'd thou behold'ft the whole propenfely tend To perfect happiness , its glorious end . If thou to earth but turn thy wrathful eyes , Her basis ...
Sayfa 26
... thou rend in funder Whom love has knit , and fympathy made one ! A tie more ftubborn far than nature's band . Friendship ! myfterious cement of the foul ! Sweet'ner of life , and folder of fociety ! I owe thee much . Thou haft deferv'd ...
... thou rend in funder Whom love has knit , and fympathy made one ! A tie more ftubborn far than nature's band . Friendship ! myfterious cement of the foul ! Sweet'ner of life , and folder of fociety ! I owe thee much . Thou haft deferv'd ...
Sayfa 27
... thou furly , and lefs gentle boaft Of thofe that laugh loud at the village ring !, A fit of common fickness pulls thce down , With greater cafe than e'er thou didst the tripling That rafhly dar'd thee to th'unequal fight . What groan ...
... thou furly , and lefs gentle boaft Of thofe that laugh loud at the village ring !, A fit of common fickness pulls thce down , With greater cafe than e'er thou didst the tripling That rafhly dar'd thee to th'unequal fight . What groan ...
Sayfa 32
... Thou art - All - glorious , All - beneficent , All Wifdom and Omnipotence thou art . But is the æra of Creation fix'd At when thefe worlds began ? Could aught retard Goodness , that knows no bounds , from bleffing Or keep th ' immense ...
... Thou art - All - glorious , All - beneficent , All Wifdom and Omnipotence thou art . But is the æra of Creation fix'd At when thefe worlds began ? Could aught retard Goodness , that knows no bounds , from bleffing Or keep th ' immense ...
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Sayfa 22 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Sayfa 22 - And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Sayfa 188 - Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Sayfa 443 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Sayfa 215 - With too much spirit to be e'er at ease; With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Sayfa 210 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Sayfa 14 - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Sayfa 19 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge thy foe.
Sayfa 205 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Sayfa 33 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.