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containing The Restropect, Odes, Elegies, Sonnets, &c.

Poems containing The Restropect, Odes, Elegies, Sonnets, &c.

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دار النشر: Project Gutenberg
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Sonnet 12. The Faded Flower 68 Sonnet 13. To Sensibility 69 Sonnet 14. To Health 70 Sonnet 15. To the Nightingale 71 Sonnet 16. To Reflection 72 The Wish. To a Friend 73 To Lycon 77 To Lydon 81 Rosamund to Henry; written after she had taken the Veil 85 The Race of Odin 97 The Death of Odin 103 The Death of Moses 113 The Death of Mattathias 123
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PREFACE.

A quaint Author of the year 1633, in his pithy Proeme to a book, entituled

THE
PHILOSOPHERS BANQVET,

Newly Furnished and decked forth with much variety of many severall dishes,

aptly sayeth

"To the Iuditious Reader,

"Him that will buy this Booke; thus in the commendation and use thereof.

"Good Reader, many things hath beene written by many men, and the over-cloying humor of this age hath so overburdened the world with multiplicity of al kinds, that scarce there is one subject left upon the head whereof a hundred have not trampled over: amongst which impartial handling, it may bee possible that some one corner hath escaped this scrutenous search, and beene raked over with a lighter hand than other."

We feel the justice of this remark as applicable to modern poetry. Much novelty cannot be expected. In submitting the following volume to the public, we attempt neither to prejudice them in its favour, or supplicate them in behalf of its faults.

The signature of Bion distinguishes the pieces of R. Southey;—Moschus, R. Lovell.

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THE RETROSPECT.

.................... "On life's wide plain
Cast friendless, where unheard some sufferer cries
Hourly, and oft our road is lone and long,
Twere not a crime, should we awhile delay
Amid the sunny field; and happier they,
Who, as they wander, woo the charm of song
To cheer their path, 'till they forget to weep,
And the tired sense is husht and sinks to sleep."

BOWLES.


As on I journey through the vale of years,
Cheer'd by fond hopes, and chill'd by doubtful fears;
Allow me, Memory, in thy treasur'd store,
To view those days that will return no more:
Oh! let thy vivid pencil call to view
Each distant scene, each long-past hour anew,
Ere yet my bosom knew the touch of grief,
Ere yet my bosom lov'd the lyre's relief.

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