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Page 438 - Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure, Hearken unto a Verser, who may chance Rhyme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure : A verse may find him, who a Sermon flies, And turn delight into a Sacrifice.
Page 137 - Heav'n so lately gave : To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form : she bow'd to taste the wave, And died. Does Youth, does Beauty, read the line ? Does sympathetic fear their breasts alarm ? Speak, dead MARIA ! breathe a strain divine : Ev'n from the grave thou shall have power to charm.
Page 460 - Whatsoever is divine revelation, ought to overrule all our opinions, prejudices, and interest, and hath a right to be received with full assent. Such a submission as this, of our reason to faith, takes not away the landmarks of knowledge: this shakes not the foundations of reason, but leaves us that use of our faculties for which they were given us.
Page 137 - Ev'n from the grave ihou shalt have power to charm. Bid them be chaste, be innocent, like thee ; Bid them in Duty's sphere as meekly move ; And if so fair, from vanity as free ; As firm in friendship, and as fond in love. Tell them, though 'tis an awful thing to die, ('Twas ev'n to thee) yet the dread path once trod, Heav'n lifts its everlasting portals high, And bids " the pure in heart behold their GOD.
Page 468 - Father in heaven ! in whom our hopes confide, Whose power defends us, and whose precepts guide ; In life our guardian, and in death our friend, — Glory supreme be thine, till time shall end.
Page 390 - ... work, about twelve foot in height, by which you may go in shade into the garden. As for the making of knots or figures with divers coloured earths, that they may lie under the windows of the house on that side which the garden stands, they be but toys : you may see as good sights many times in tarts.
Page 406 - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen, are showers of violets found; The redbreast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground...
Page 389 - Namely, in the Garden of Sir Henry Fanshaw, at his Seat in Ware-Park ; where I well remember, he did so precisely examine the tinctures and seasons of his flowers, that in their settings, the inwardest of which that were to come up at the same time, should be always a little darker than the outmost, and so serve them for a kind of gentle shadow...