#English #XVIIICentury
What various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy seat! Yet who that knows the worth of pr… But wishes to be often there? Prayer makes the darken’d cloud wi…
She came—she is gone—we have met— And meet perhaps never again; The sun of that moment is set, And seems to have risen in vain. Catharina has fled like a dream
In Scotland’s realm, where trees… Nor even shrubs abound; But where, however bleak the view Some better things are found; For husband there and wife may boa…
Another Leonora once inspir’d Tasso, with fatal love to frenzy f… But how much happier, liv’d he now… Pierced with whatever pangs for lo… Since could he hear that heavenly…
Unwin, I should but ill repay The kindness of a friend, Whose worth deserves as warm a lay As ever friendship penned, Thy name omitted in a page
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the se… And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines
Poets attempt the noblest task the… Praising the Author of all good i… And, next, commemorating Worthies… The dead in whom that good abounde… Thee, therefore, of commercial fam…
A. You told me, I remember, glory… On selfish principles, is shame an… The deeds that men admire as half… Stark naught, because corrupt in t… Strange doctrine this! that withou…
You give your cheks a rosy stain, With washes dye your hair; But paint and washes both are vain To give a youthful air. Those wrinkles mock your daily toi…
(Mark, XI.17) Thy mansion is the Christian’s he… O Lord, Thy dwelling place secure… Bid the unruly throng depart, And leave the consecrated door.
(Genesis, V.24) Oh! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb!
This cap, that so stately apepars, With ribbon-bound tassel on high, Which seems by the crest that it r… Ambitious of brushing the sky; This cap to my Cousin I owe,
With two spurs or one, and no grea… Boots bought, or boots borrow’d, a… Five shillings or less for the hir… Paid part into hand;—you must wait… Thus equipt, Academicus climbs up…
No longer I follow a sound; No longer a dream I pursue; Oh happiness! not to be found, Unattainable treasure, adieu! I have sought thee in splendour an…
Oh that those lips had language!… With me but roughly since I heard… Those lips are thine’thy own swe… The same that oft in childhood sol… Voice only fails, else, how distin…
