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| Come, gentle Spring! ethereal Mildness! come. |
| The Seasons. Spring. Line 1. |
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Base Envy withers at anothers joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach. |
| The Seasons. Spring. Line 283. |
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But who can paint Like Nature? Can imagination boast, Amid its gay creation, hues like hers? |
| The Seasons. Spring. Line 465. |
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Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears Her snaky crest. |
| The Seasons. Spring. Line 996. |
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Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot. |
| The Seasons. Spring. Line 1149. |
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An elegant sufficiency, content, Retirement, rural quiet, friendship, books, Ease and alternate labour, useful life, Progressive virtue, and approving Heaven! |
| The Seasons. Spring. Line 1158. |
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| The meek-eyd Morn appears, mother of dews. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 47. |
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| Falsely luxurious, will not man awake? |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 67. |
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But yonder comes the powerful king of day, Rejoicing in the east. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 81. |
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| Ships dim-discoverd dropping from the clouds. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 946. |
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| And Mecca saddens at the long delay. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 979. |
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For many a day, and many a dreadful night, Incessant labring round the stormy cape. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 1003. |
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| Sighd and lookd unutterable things. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 1188. |
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A lucky chance, that oft decides the fate Of mighty monarchs. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 1285. |
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So stands the statue that enchants the world, So bending tries to veil the matchless boast, The mingled beauties of exulting Greece. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 1346. |
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| Who stemmd the torrent of a downward age. |
| The Seasons. Summer. Line 1516. |
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| Autumn nodding oer the yellow plain. |
| The Seasons. Autumn. Line 2. |
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Loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is when unadornd, adornd the most. 1 |
| The Seasons. Autumn. Line 204. |
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He saw her charming, but he saw not half The charms her downcast modesty conceald. |
| The Seasons. Autumn. Line 229. |
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For still the world prevaild, and its dread laugh, Which scarce the firm philosopher can scorn. |
| The Seasons. Autumn. Line 233. |
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| See, Winter comes to rule the varied year. 2 |
| The Seasons. Winter. Line 1. |
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| Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave. |
| The Seasons. Winter. Line 393. |
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There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the mighty dead. |
| The Seasons. Winter. Line 431. |
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| The kiss, snatchd hasty from the sidelong maid. |
| The Seasons. Winter. Line 625. |
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These as they change, Almighty Father! these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. |
| Hymn. Line 1. |
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| Shade, unperceivd, so softening into shade. |
| Hymn. Line 25. |
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| From seeming evil still educing good. |
| Hymn. Line 114. |
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| Come then, expressive silence, muse His praise. |
| Hymn. Line 118. |
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A pleasing land of drowsyhed it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, Forever flushing round a summer sky: There eke the soft delights that witchingly Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast, And the calm pleasures always hoverd nigh; But whateer smackd of noyance or unrest Was far, far off expelld from this delicious nest. |
| The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 6. |
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O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein, But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns, And heightens ease with grace. |
| The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 26. |
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| Placd far amid the melancholy main. |
| The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 30. |
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| Scoundrel maxim. |
| The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 30. |
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| A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard beseems. |
| The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 68. |
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| A little round, fat, oily man of God. |
| The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 69. |
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I care not, Fortune, what you me deny: You cannot rob me of free Natures grace, You cannot shut the windows of the sky Through which Aurora shows her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve: Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave: Of fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave. |
| The Castle of Indolence. Canto ii. Stanza 3. |
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Health is the vital principle of bliss, And exercise, of health. |
| The Castle of Indolence. Canto ii. Stanza 55. |
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Forever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to love; And when we meet a mutual heart, Come in between and bid us part? |
| Song. |
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Whoeer amidst the sons Of reason, valour, liberty, and virtue Displays distinguishd merit, is a noble Of Natures own creating. |
| Coriolanus. Act iii. Sc. 3. |
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| O Sophonisba! Sophonisba, O! 3 |
| Sophonisba. Act iii. Sc. 2. |
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When Britain first, at Heavens command, Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of her land, And guardian angels sung the strain: Rule, Britannia! Britannia rules the waves! Britons never shall be slaves. |
| Alfred. Act ii. Sc. 5. |