The effusions of friendship and fancy, letters [by J. Langhorne].1766 |
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Pagina 153 - Nor peace, nor ease, the heart can know, That, like the needle true, Turns at the touch of joy or woe, But turning, trembles too.
Pagina 154 - The heart that melts for others' woe, Shall then scarce feel its own. The wounds which now each moment bleed, Each moment then shall close; And tranquil days shall still succeed To nights of calm repose.
Pagina 154 - Thy flowery paths attend ! So may the glow-worm's glimmering light Thy tiny footsteps lead To some new region of delight, Unknown to mortal tread ! And be thy acorn goblet fill'd With heaven's ambrosial dew, From sweetest, freshest flowers distill'd, That shed fresh sweets for you!
Pagina 152 - Trip'st gaily o'er the green; If e'er thy pitying heart was mov'd As ancient stories tell; And for th...
Pagina 77 - Tutor'd by thee, hence poetry exalts Her voice to ages; and informs the page With music, image, sentiment, and thought, Never to die ! the treasure of mankind ! Their highest honour, and their truest joy ! Without thee what were unenlighten'd man ? A savage roaming through the woods and wilds, In quest of prey; and with th...
Pagina 99 - Hers be the* care of all my little train, While I with tender indolence am blest, The favourite subject of her gentle reign, By love alone distinguish'd from the rest.
Pagina 140 - Tear my swoln breast; make way for fire and tempest? My brain is burst, debate and reason quench'd ! The storm is up, and my hot bleeding heart Splits with the rack, while passions, like the wind, Rise up to heaven, and put out all the stars...
Pagina 138 - ... found her on the floor In all the storm of grief, yet beautiful; Pouring forth tears at such a lavish rate, That were the world on fire, they might have drown'd The wrath of Heaven, and quench'd the mighty ruin.
Pagina 139 - So fhall you ftill behold her — 'twill not be. O impotence of fight ! mechanic fenfe Which to exterior objefts ow'ft thy faculty, Not feeing of election, but neceffity. Thus do our eyes, as do all common mirrors, Succeffively reflect fucceeding images. Nor what they would, but muft ; a ftar or toad ; Juft as the hand of chance adminifters ! Mourning Bride, aft 2.
Pagina 162 - And forsakes th' unequal pair; But when love two hearts engages, The kind God is ever there. Regard not then high blood, nor riches ; You that would his blessings have, Let untaught love guide all your wishes, Hymen should be Cupid's slave.