amid bard beauty behold beneath bless'd bliss bloom bosom bowers breast breath bright CASTLE OF INDOLENCE charms clouds crown'd dark David Garrick death deep delight divine dreadful earth eternal Ev'n fair fame Fancy fate fire fix'd flame flies flowers gale glory grace groves hand heart Heaven honour hour JOHN SHARPE labour light lord lyre maid mind morn mortal mountains Muse Naiads Nature Nature's ne'er night numbers Nymphs o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH pain passion Pindar pleasure pomp praise pride rage raptures rills rise round sacred scene shade shine skies sleep smile smiling band soft song soothe soul sound spread spring stream swain sweet SWEET Auburn sweet oblivion tears temperate vale thee thine thou thunder toil train trembling truth Twas vale venison vex'd virtue voice wave wild winds wings wonder wretch youth
الصفحة 23 - Where angels tremble while they gaze, He saw ; but, blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night. Behold, where Dryden's less presumptuous car Wide o'er the fields of glory bear Two coursers of ethereal race, With necks in thunder clothed, and long-resounding pace.
الصفحة 18 - Aeolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales and Ceres...
الصفحة 25 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick, If they were not his own by finessing and trick : He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back. Of praise a mere glutton, he swallow'd what came, And the puff of a dunce, he mistook it for fame ; Till his relish grown callous, almost to disease, Who pepper'd the highest, was surest to please.
الصفحة 22 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
الصفحة 15 - Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy! Sure these denote one universal joy!
الصفحة 94 - The powers of man : we feel within ourselves His energy divine : he tells the heart, He meant, he made us to behold and love What he beholds and loves, the general orb Of life and being : to be great like him, Beneficent and active.
الصفحة 8 - E'en now, where Alpine solitudes ascend, I sit me down a pensive hour to spend; And plac'd on high above the storm's career, Look downward where an hundred realms appear; Lakes, forests, cities, plains extending wide, The pomp of kings, the shepherd's humbler pride. When thus Creation's charms around combine, Amidst the store, should thankless Pride repine ? Say, should the philosophic mind disdain That good which makes each humbler bosom vain ? Let school-taught pride dissemble all it can, These...