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A little rule, a little sway,
A sun beam in a winter’s day,
Is all the proud and mighty have
Between the cradle and the grave.
Grongar Hill (1727)
There is a kindly mood of melancholy,
That wings the soul, and points her to the skies.
The Ruins of Rome (1740)
While the wanton Zephyr sings,
And in the vale perfumes his wings.
Grongar Hill (1727)
And he that will this health deny,
Down among the dead men let him lie.
Ever charming, ever new,
When will the landskip tire the view?
Grongar Hill (1727)
Ever charming, ever new,
When will the landscape tire the view?
Disparting towers,
Tumbling all precipitate down-dashed,
Rattling around, loud thundering to the moon.
The Ruins of Rome (1740)
See the rivers how they run
Thro' woods and meads, in shade and sun,
Sometimes swift, sometimes slow,
Wave succeeding wave, they go
A various journey to the deep,
Like human life to endless sleep!
Grongar Hill (1727)
The solitary, silent, solemn scene,
Where Caesars, heroes, peasants, hermits lie,
Blended in dust together; where the slave
Rests from his labours; where the insulting proud
Resigns his power; the miser drops his hoard;
Where human folly sleeps.
The Ruins of Rome (1740)
The solitary, silent, solemn scene,
Where Cæsars, heroes, peasants, hermits lie,
Blended in dust together; where the slave
Rests from his labors; where th' insulting proud
Resigns his powers; the miser drops his hoard:
Where human folly sleeps.
A man may go to heaven without health, without riches, without honors, without learning, without friends; but he can never go there without Christ.
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