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الصفحة 91 - And quick vibrations through the bowels drive The restless blood ; which, in unactive days, Would loiter else through unelastic tubes. Deem it not trifling while I recommend What posture suits ; to stand and sit by turns, As nature prompts, is best. But o'er your leaves To lean for ever, cramps the vital parts, And robs the fine machinery of its play.
الصفحة 75 - But pliant nature more or less demands, As custom forms her; and all sudden change She hates of habit, even from bad to good. If faults in life, or new emergencies, From habits urge you by long time confirm'd, Slow may the change arrive, and stage by stage; Slow as the shadow o'er the dial moves, Slow as the stealing progress of the year.
الصفحة 49 - And tottering empires rush by their own weight. This huge rotundity we tread grows old, And all those worlds that roll around the sun. The sun himself shall die, and ancient night Again involve the desolate abyss, Till the great father through the lifeless gloom Extend his arm to light another world, And bid new planets roll by other laws.
الصفحة 49 - Through tedious channels the congealing flood Crawls lazily, and hardly wanders on ; It loiters still : and now it stirs no more. This is the period few attain ; the death 53& Of nature ; thus (so Heaven ordain'd it) life Destroys itself; and could these laws have changed, Nestor might now the fates of Troy relate ; And Homer live immortal as his song.
الصفحة 40 - Now let me wander through your gelid reign. I burn to view th' enthusiastic wilds By mortal else untrod. I hear the din Of waters thund'ring o'er the ruin'd cliffs. With holy reverence I approach the rocks Whence glide the streams...
الصفحة 31 - Constraint to leave his happy natal seat, And sigh for wants more bitter than his own ? There are, while human miseries abound, A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth, Without one fool or flatterer at your board, Without one hour of sickness or disgust. But other ills th...
الصفحة 8 - And rouse the heart to every fever's rage. While yet you breathe, away; the rural wilds Invite; the mountains call you, and the vales; The woods, the streams, and each ambrosial breeze That fans the ever undulating sky: A kindly sky!
الصفحة 6 - Nor should I wander doubtful of my way, Had I the lights of that sagacious mind Which taught to check the pestilential fire, And quell the deadly Python of the Nile. O thou...
الصفحة 82 - H eaven heard them not. Of every hope deprived ; Fatigued with vain resources, and subdued With woes resistless and enfeebling fear, Passive they sunk beneath the weighty blow. Nothing but lamentable sounds was heard, Nor aught was seen but ghastly views of death. Infectious horror ran from face to face, And pale despair.
الصفحة 19 - To feel, the genial vigour of the sun! While on the neighbouring hill the rose inflames The verdant spring; in virgin beauty blows The tender lily, languishingly sweet; O'er every hedge the wanton woodbine roves, And autumn ripens in the summer's ray. Nor less the warmer living tribes demand The...

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