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Truth, justice, and reason lose all their force, and all their lustre, when they are not accompanied with agreeable manners.
Tutored by thee, hence Poetry exalts
Her voice to ages; and informs the page
With music, image, sentiment, and thought,
Never to die! the treasure of mankind!
Their highest honor, and their truest joy!
Without thee, what were unenlighten'd Man?
Unblemished honor is the flower of virtue! the vivifying soul! and he who slights it will leave the other dull and lifeless dross.
Unhappy he! who from the first of joys,
Society, cut off, is left alone
Amid this world of death. Day after day,
Sad on the jutting eminence he sits,
And views the main that ever toils below;
Still fondly forming in the farthest verge,
Where the round ether mixes with the wave,
Ships, dim-discovered, dropping from the clouds;
At evening, to the setting sun he turns
A mournful eye, and down his dying heart
Unstained and pure as is the lily, or the mountain snow.
Vulgar minds refuse to crouch beneath their load; the brave bear theirs without repining.
War is the corruption and disgrace of man.
What were unenlightened man? A savage, roaming through the woods and wilds in quest of prey.
When from the opening chambers of the east
The morning springs in thousand liveries drest,
The early larks their morning tribute pay,
And, in shrill notes, salute the blooming day.
Who would in such a gloomy state remain
Longer than nature craves; when ev'ry muse
And every blooming pleasure wait without,
To bless the wildly devious morning walk?
- [Early Rising]
Winter binds our strengthened bodies in a cold embrace constringent.
Ye noble few! who here unbending stand
Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up awhile,
And what your bounded view, which only saw
A little part, deemed evil, is no more:
The storms of wintry time will quickly pass,
And one unbounded Spring encircle all.
Think, oh, grateful think!
How good the God of Harvest is to you;
Who pours abundance o'er your flowing fields,
While those unhappy partners of you kind
Wide-hover round you, like the fowls of heaven,
And ask their humble dole.
- Autumn (l. 169) [Harvest]
But what most showed the vanity of life
Was to behold the nations all on fire.
- Castle of Indolence (canto I, 55) [War]
Their only labour was to kill the time;
And labour dire it is, and weary woe,
They sit, they loll, turn o'er some idle rhyme,
Then, rising sudden, to the glass they go,
Or saunter forth, with tottering steps and slow.
- Castle of Indolence (canto I, 72)
What, what is virtue, but repose of mind,
A pure ethereal calm, that knows no storm;
Above the reach of wild ambition's wind,
Above those passions that this world deform
And torture man.
- Castle of Indolence (canto I, st. 16)
He ceased; but still their trembling ears retained
The deep vibrations of his witching song.
- Castle of Indolence (canto I, st. 20)
O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein,
But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,
And heightens ease with grace.
- Castle of Indolence (canto I, st. 26)
A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard becomes
Who void of envy, guild and lust of gain,
On virtue still and nature's pleasing themes
Poured forth his unpremeditated strain.
- Castle of Indolence (canto I, st. 68)
A little, round, fat, oily man of God.
- Castle of Indolence (canto I, st. 69)
I care not, Fortune, what you me deny;
You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace,
You cannot shut the windows of the sky,
Through which Aurora shows her brightening face;
You cannot bar my constant feet to trace
The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve.
- Castle of Indolence (canto II, st. 3)
You cannot rob me of free nature's grace,
You cannot shut the windows of the sky
Through which Aurora shows her brightening face.
- Castle of Indolence (canto II, st. 3)
Ah! what avail the largest gifts of Heaven,
When drooping health and spirits go amiss?
How tasteless then whatever can be given!
Health is the vital principle of bliss,
And exercise of health.
- Castle of Indolence (canto II, st. 55)
Whoe'er amidst the sons
Of reason, valor, liberty and virtue,
Displays distinguished merit, is a noble
Of Nature's own creating.
- Coriolanus (act III, sc. 3)
[Character : Nobility]
From seeming evil still educing good.
- Hymn (l. 114) [Goodness]
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