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Page 249 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Page 251 - Is more than hospitably good. Then, led to rest, the day's long toil they drown, Deep sunk in sleep, and silk, and heaps of down. At length 'tis morn, and at the dawn of day Along the wide canals the zephyrs play ; Fresh o'er the gay parterres the breezes creep.
Page 140 - cease your pother ; The creature's neither one nor t'other. I caught the animal last night And viewed it o'er by candle-light : I marked it well ; 'twas black as jet — You stare — but, sirs, I've got it yet, And can produce it.' — ' Pray, sir, do ; I'll lay my life the thing is blue.
Page 209 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day. No more the rising sun shall gild the morn, Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn; But lost, dissolved in thy superior rays, One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze O'erflow thy courts; the Light himself shall shine Reveal'd, and God's eternal day be thine!
Page 139 - gainst a post ; Yet round the world the blade has been, To see whatever could be seen. Returning from his...
Page 209 - See, a long race thy spacious courts adorn; See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies ! See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend...
Page 195 - ... they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame.
Page 227 - 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 20 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...