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Page 226 - William, who high upon the yard Rock'd with the billow to and fro, Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd and cast his eyes...
Page 290 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Page 86 - O, that estates, degrees, and offices Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honor Were purchased by the merit of the wearer...
Page 353 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields, with bread, "Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Page 164 - and the widow buried her face in her hands, and sobbed as if her heart would break. The sufferer, aroused from his partial slumber by the sobs of his mother, extended his hand feebly toward her.
Page 232 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Page 162 - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy : But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had toe never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Page 103 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Page 173 - Redressing injury, revenging wrong, To aid the damsel and destroy the caitiff; Opposing singly the united strong, From foreign yoke to free the helpless native: — Alas!
Page 266 - Stately and slow, and properly attended By the whole sable tribe, that painful watch The sick man's door, and live upon the dead, By letting out their persons by the hour, To mimic sorrow when the heart's not sad. How rich the trappings! now they're all unfurled, And glittering in the sun; triumphant entries Of conquerors, and coronation pomps, In glory scarce exceed. Great gluts of people Retard th' unwieldy show: whilst from the casements, And houses' tops, ranks behind ranks, close wedged, Hang...