Extracts, Elegant, Instructive, and Entertaining, in Poetry, Volume 1Vicesimus Knox Rivington, 1791 |
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... fight The fhades of all - obfcuring night . Hence , ye profane : My Saviour hears ; While yet I fpeak , he wipes my tears , Accepts my pray'r , and bids each foe With thame their vain attempts forego , And , ftruck with horror from on ...
... fight The fhades of all - obfcuring night . Hence , ye profane : My Saviour hears ; While yet I fpeak , he wipes my tears , Accepts my pray'r , and bids each foe With thame their vain attempts forego , And , ftruck with horror from on ...
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... fight : By him the war the mighty leaders form , And teach the hovering tumult where to storm . His name , O Ifrael , heaven's eternal Lord , For ever honour'd , reverenc'd , and ador'd . When to the fight , from Egypt's fruitful foil ...
... fight : By him the war the mighty leaders form , And teach the hovering tumult where to storm . His name , O Ifrael , heaven's eternal Lord , For ever honour'd , reverenc'd , and ador'd . When to the fight , from Egypt's fruitful foil ...
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... fight Surveys th'harmonious principles , that move In beauteous rank and order , to inform This cafk , and animated mafs of clay . Nor are the profpects of thy wondrous fight To this terreftrial part of man confin'd ; But fhoot into his ...
... fight Surveys th'harmonious principles , that move In beauteous rank and order , to inform This cafk , and animated mafs of clay . Nor are the profpects of thy wondrous fight To this terreftrial part of man confin'd ; But fhoot into his ...
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... fight Among the livid gleams of night . There pafs , with melancholy state , By all the folemn heaps of fate ; And think , as foftly - fad you tread Above the venerable dead , Time was , like thee they life poffeft , And time fhall be ...
... fight Among the livid gleams of night . There pafs , with melancholy state , By all the folemn heaps of fate ; And think , as foftly - fad you tread Above the venerable dead , Time was , like thee they life poffeft , And time fhall be ...
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... fight ! at once The labour of whole ages lumbers down ; A hideous and mif - shapen length of ruins . Sepulchral columns wreftle but in vain With all - fubduing Time ; her cank`ring hand With calin deliberate malice wafteth them : Worn ...
... fight ! at once The labour of whole ages lumbers down ; A hideous and mif - shapen length of ruins . Sepulchral columns wreftle but in vain With all - fubduing Time ; her cank`ring hand With calin deliberate malice wafteth them : Worn ...
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Page 22 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 22 - And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 188 - Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Page 443 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Page 215 - With too much spirit to be e'er at ease; With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought: You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.
Page 210 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Page 14 - Great Source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Page 19 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge thy foe.
Page 205 - The learn'd is happy nature to explore, The fool is happy that he knows no more ; The rich is happy in the plenty given, The poor contents him with the care of Heaven.
Page 33 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.