Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario
No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
amavit appear Arms Bank Beauty began bore Breath brought Change Charms cloſe Cras amet Creature Danger Dart deep dreadful Earth ev'ry Eyes Face Fair Fame Fate Fear Feet Field Fight filent firſt flies flow Form Friend Frogs Glory Gods Graces green Ground Grove Hand Head heard Heart himſelf Jove kind Lake Let thoſe Light live Love Mankind mean meet Mind Name Nature never Night o'er once Paſſion Place Plain pleaſe Pleaſure Point poor Praiſe Pride reſt riſe roll ſaid ſaw Scene Seat ſee ſelf Shades ſhe ſhine ſide ſome Song Soul Sound ſtill ſuch thee theſe thou Thought thouſand thro till Tongues took Trees trembling Truth turns Twas uſe View Walk Waters whoſe Winds World Wound young Youth
Página 162 - 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.
Página 174 - These charms, success in our bright region find, And force an angel down...
Página 171 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Página 169 - But now the clouds in airy tumult fly ; The sun emerging opes an azure sky...
Página 157 - Through rocks amidst the foaming sea, To gain thy love; and then perceives Thou wert not in the rocks and waves. The silent heart which grief assails, Treads soft and lonesome o'er the vales; Sees daisies open, rivers run, And seeks (as I have vainly done) Amusing thought; but learns to know That Solitude's the nurse of woe.
Página 173 - Celestial odours breathe through purpled air ; And wings, whose colours glitter'd on the day, Wide at his back their gradual plumes display. The form ethereal bursts upon his sight, And moves in all the majesty of light.
Página 112 - Spoil. This Casket India's glowing Gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder Box.
Página 168 - Unkind and griping, caus'da desert there. As near the miser's heavy doors they drew, Fierce rising gusts with sudden fury blew ; The nimble lightning mix'd with showers began, And o'er their heads loud rolling thunder ran. Here long they knock, but knock or call in vain, Driven by the wind, and batter'd by the rain.