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LIFE of Ages, richly poured, Love of God, unspent and free, Flowing in the Prophet’s word And the People’s liberty! Never was to chosen race
Ye nymphs whom starry rays invest, By flattering poets given, Who shine, by lavish lovers dress’… In all the pomp of heaven. Engross not all the beams on high,
Friendship! peculiar boon of Heav… The noble mind’s delight and pride… To men and angels only given, To all the lower world denied. While love, unknown among the bles…
At length must Suffolk beauties s… So long renown’d in B-n’s deathle… Thy charms at least, fair Firebra… Some zealous bard to wake the slee… For such thy beauteous mind and lo…
O Phoebus! down the western sky, Far hence diffuse thy burning ray, Thy light to distant worlds supply… And wake them to the cares of day. Come, gentle Eve, the friend of c…
The man who pants for ample sway, Must bid his passions all obey; Must bid each wild desire be still… Nor yoke his reason with his will: For though beneath thy haughty bro…
Though grief and fondness in my br… When injured Thales bids the town… Yet still my calmer thoughts his c… I praise the hermit, but regret th… Who now resolves, from vice and L…
Written in Ridicule of Certain P… {of Thomas Warton} Published in 1… Wheresoe’er I turn my view, All is strange, yet nothing new; Endless labour all along,
To Stella: Whether Stella’s eyes are found Fix’d on earth or glancing round, If her face with pleasure glow, If she sigh at others’ woe,
O Thou! whose power o’er moving w… Whose voice created, and whose wis… On darkling man in pure effulgence… And cheer the clouded mind with li… ’Tis thine alone to calm the pious…
The Electrician Long hast thou borne the burden of… Thy task is ended, venerable Grey… No more shall art thy dexterous ha… To break the sleep of elemental fi…
When Scaliger, whole years of lab… Beheld his lexicon complete at las… And weary of his task, with wond’r… Saw, from words pil’d on words, a… He curs’d the industry, inertly st…
Clouds do not always veil the skie… Nor showers immerse the verdant pl… Nor do the billows always rise, Or storms afflict the ruffled main… Nor, Valgius, on the Armenian sho…
Though countless as the grains of… That roll at Eurus’ loud command; Though countless as the lamps of n… That glad us with vicarious light; Fair plenty, gracious queen, shoul…
1 When Learning’s trium… 2 First rear’d the stage, immo… 3 Each change of many-colour’d… 4 Exhausted worlds, and then i… 5 Existence saw him spurn her…