This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1800 Excerpt: ...ire, For rapine, blood, and devastation dire! But justice marks their ways: she waves in air, 185 The sword, high-threatening, like a comet's glare. While here dark villany hersels deceives, There studious honesty our view relieves. A seeble taper, srom yon lonesome room, Scattering thin rays, just glimmers through the ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1800 Excerpt: ...ire, For rapine, blood, and devastation dire! But justice marks their ways: she waves in air, 185 The sword, high-threatening, like a comet's glare. While here dark villany hersels deceives, There studious honesty our view relieves. A seeble taper, srom yon lonesome room, Scattering thin rays, just glimmers through the gloom. There sits the sapient bard in musesul mood, 191 And glows impaslion'd sor his country's good I AU the bright spirits os the just combin'd, Insorm, reline, and prompt his towering mindl lie takes the gisted quill srom hands divine, 195 Around his temples rays resulgent shine! Now rapt! now more than man!--I see him climb, To view this speck os earth srom worlds sublime! I see him now o'er nature's works preside! How clear the vision; and the scene how wide! 200 Let some a name by adulation raise, Or scandal, meaner than a venal praise 1 My muse (he cries) a nobler prospect view! Through Fancy's wilds lome moral's point pursue! From dark Deception clear drawn truth display, 205. As srom black chaos role resplendent day! Awake Compassion, and bid Terror rise! Bid humble Sorrows strike superior eyes! So pamper'd Power, unconscious os distress, May see, be mov'd, and, being mov'd, redress. ai- Ye traitors, tyrants, sear his stinging lay! Ye powers unlov'd, unpity'd in decay! But know, to you sweet-blossom'd same he brings, Ye heroes, patriots, and paternal kings! O thou, who sorm'd, who rais'd the poet'sart, 215 (Voice os thy will!) unerring sorce impart! Is wailing worth can generous warmth excite! It verse can gild instruction with delight, Inspire his honest mule with orient flame, To rile, to dare, to reach the noblest aim! 220 But, O my sriend 1 mysterious is our iate! How mean his sortune, though his mind elate! AEneas-like ..
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