The Works in Verse and Prose, of Dr. Thomas Parnell: Enlarged with Variations and Poems, Not Before Publish'd

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Robert & Andrew Foulis, 1767 - 232 sider
 

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Side 94 - 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.
Side 68 - Grace, And calls forth all the Wonders of her Face ; Sees by Degrees a purer Blush arise, And keener Lightnings quicken in her Eyes. The...
Side 101 - Its sacred majesty through all depends On using second means to work his ends: 'Tis thus, withdrawn in state from human eye, The...
Side 20 - Yet spite of all that Nature did To make his uncouth form forbid, This creature dar'd to love. He felt the charms of Edith's eyes, Nor wanted hope to gain the prize, Could ladies look within ; But one Sir Topaz dress'd with art.
Side 96 - The pair arrive : the liveried servants wait; Their lord receives them at the pompous gate. The table groans with costly piles of food, And all is more than hospitably good.
Side 96 - The table groans with costly piles of food, And all 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.
Side 88 - Arms, angels, epitaphs, and bones, These (all the poor remains of state), Adorn the rich, or praise the great; Who while on earth in fame they live, Are senseless of the fame they give.
Side 67 - And decks the goddess with the glittering spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled and the white.
Side 95 - And hail, my son," the reverend sire replied; Words follow'd words, from question answer flow'd, And talk of various kind deceiv'd the road; Till each with other pleas'd, and loath to part, While in their age they differ, join in heart. Thus stands an aged elm in ivy bound, Thus youthful ivy clasps an elm around. Now sunk the Sun : the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...
Side 78 - Muses, make them poor again. Now bring the weapon, yonder blade With which my tuneful pens are made. I...

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