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Page 42 - Of what had flavour to the nourish'd soul. " The sweet enforcer of the Poet's strain, Thine was the meaning Music of the heart : Not the vain trill, that, void of passion, runs In giddy mazes, tickling idle ears ; But that deep-searching voice and artful hand To which respondent shakes the varied soul.
Page 40 - And serious deeds he smiled the laughing race, Taught moral happy life, whate'er can bless Or grace mankind ; and what he taught he was. Compounded high, though plain, his doctrine broke In different Schools : — the bold poetic phrase Of figured Plato ; Xenophon's pure strain, Like the clear brook that steals along the vale ; Dissecting truth, the Stagyrite's keen eye ; Th...
Page 60 - Mix'd in a tempest of superior joy, They left the sports ; like Bacchanals, they flew, Each other straining in a strict embrace, Nor strain'da slave ; and loud acclaims till night Round the Proconsul's tent repeated rung.
Page 244 - Of well proportion'd liberty, to build The common quiet, happiness, and glory Of King and people, England's rising grandeur. To you, my Prince, this task, of right, belongs. Has not the Royal heir a juster claim To share his father's inmost heart and counsels, Than aliens to his interest, those, who make A property, a market of his honour?
Page 116 - Derives her praise from thee, her matchless charms. Her hearty fruits the hand of Freedom own ; And, warm with culture, her thick-clustering fields Prolific teem. Eternal verdure crowns Her meads ; her gardens smile eternal spring.
Page 37 - Where, with bright marbles big and future pomp, Hymettus spread, amid the scented sky, His thymy treasures to the labouring bee...
Page 45 - Assumed the boasted honour of their birth. " In architecture too thy rank supreme! That art where most magnificent appears The little builder man; by thee refined, And, smiling high, to full perfection brought. Such thy sure rules, that Goths of every age, Who scorn'd their aid, have only loaded earth With labour'd heavy monuments of shame. Not those gay domes that o'er thy splendid shore Shot, all proportion, up. First unadorn'd, And nobly plain, the manly Doric rose; The Ionic then, with decent...
Page 134 - Of those whom bigots chase from foreign lands; Not built on rapine, servitude, and woe, And in their turn some petty tyrant's prey, But, bound by social freedom, firm they rise ; Such as, of late, an Oglethorpe has formed, And, crowding round, the charmed Savannah sees.