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Page 55 - They feed, sweet Tenderness ! thy lambent flame, Which, while it warms the heart, improves the head. Its chemic aid a gradual heat applies That from the dross of self each wish refines, Extracts the liberal spirit, bids it rise Till with primeval purity it shines.
Page 32 - To meet in yonder sea of ether blue A beam, to which the blaze of noon is pale ; In purpling circles now the glory spreads, A host of angels now unveil their heads, While Heav'n's own music triumphs on the gale. Ah see, two white-rob'd Seraphs lead Thy Father's venerable shade ; He bends from yonder cloud of gold, While they, the ministers of light...
Page 9 - Air I. Come, Imperial queen of fong ; Come with all that free-born grace, Which lifts thee from the fervile throng, Who meanly mimic thy majeftic pace ; That glance of dignity divine, Which fpeaks thee of celeftial line ; Proclaims thee inmate of the fky, Daughter of Jove and Liberty. II. Recitative. The elevated foul, who feels Thy aweful impulfe, walks the fragrant ways Of honeft unpolluted praife : He with impartial juftice deals...
Page 128 - No sooner spoke But done. With one judicious stroke, On the plain ground Apelles drew A circle regularly true; And will you please, sweetheart, said he, To show your master this from me? By it he presently will know, How painters write their names at Co.
Page 126 - He fails, he lands, he comes, he rings ; His fervants follow with the things : Appears the governante of th' houfe; For fuch in Greece were much in ufe : If young or handfome, yea or no, Concerns not me or thee to know. Does...
Page 41 - Tell them, they vainly grace, with festive joy, The day that freed them from Oppression's rod, At Slavery's mart who barter and who buy The image of their GOD. But peace ! — their...
Page 127 - And curtsy low, but just call'd out By lords peculiarly devout, Who came on purpose, sir, to borrow Our Venus for the feast to-morrow, To grace the church: 'tis Venus...
Page 80 - The next had all the cunning of a Scot ; The third invention, genius — nay, what not? Fraud, now exhausted, only could dispense To her fourth son their threefold impudence.