A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, Volume 1
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Page 217 - But all whom hunger spares, with age decay: Here malice, rapine, accident, conspire, And now a rabble rages, now a fire; Their ambush here relentless ruffians lay, And here the fell attorney prowls for prey; Here falling houses thunder on your head, And here a female atheist talks you dead.
Page 284 - And pungent radish, biting infant's tongue ; And plantain ribb'd, that heals the reaper's '.• wound; And marj'ram sweet, in shepherd's posie found; And lavender, whose spikes of azure bloom Shall be, erewhile, in arid bundles bound, To lurk amidst the labours of her loom, And crown her kerchiefs clean, with mickle rare , perfume.
Page 370 - 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 hallow'd mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung: There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there ! W.
Page 231 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose ; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain. His pow'rful strokes presiding Truth impress'd, And unresisted Passion storm'd the breast.
Page 372 - And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Page 233 - Ah ! let not Censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
Page 281 - ... green, On which the tribe their gambols do display; And at the door imprisoning board is seen, Lest weakly wights of smaller size should stray; Eager, perdie, to bask in sunny day!
Page 250 - That cast an awful Look below ; Whose ragged Walls the Ivy creeps, And with her Arms from falling keeps; So both a.
Page 249 - The yellow beech, the sable yew, The slender fir that taper grows, The sturdy oak with broad-spread boughs.
Page 291 - Tho now he crawl along the ground so low, Nor weeting how the Muse should soar on high, Wisheth, poor starv'ling elf! his paper-kite may fly. And this perhaps, who, cens'ring the design, Low lays the house which that of cards doth build, Shall DENNIS be! if rigid fates incline, And many an Epic to his rage shall yield; And many a poet quit th...