Avenia, Or, A Tragical Poem, on the Oppression of the Human Species, and Infringement on the Rights of Man: In Six Books, with Notes Explanatory and MiscellaneousS. Engles, 1805 - 358 pages |
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... The sweet AVENIA with dire pangs distress'd , Now swoons a victim at her tyrant's feet , And but recovers to complain and weep ; She cries while pearly tears her words attend , " Oh ! where is ANGOLA , my dear dear AVENIA . 31-
... The sweet AVENIA with dire pangs distress'd , Now swoons a victim at her tyrant's feet , And but recovers to complain and weep ; She cries while pearly tears her words attend , " Oh ! where is ANGOLA , my dear dear AVENIA . 31-
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... weep , Desires compos'd affections ever even , Love that delights , nor of that love bereaven , Peace shines ... weeping eyes and agonizing heart . Swift fled the lad , nor not a moment stands Till he had reach'd the town and ...
... weep , Desires compos'd affections ever even , Love that delights , nor of that love bereaven , Peace shines ... weeping eyes and agonizing heart . Swift fled the lad , nor not a moment stands Till he had reach'd the town and ...
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... weep but to the battle turn , Breathing revenge .... all for the combat burn ; So two wild boars spring furious from their den , Rous'd by the cries of dogs and voice of men , On every side the crackling trees they tear , And root the ...
... weep but to the battle turn , Breathing revenge .... all for the combat burn ; So two wild boars spring furious from their den , Rous'd by the cries of dogs and voice of men , On every side the crackling trees they tear , And root the ...
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... weeping sister his cold lips shall close , No friendly hand his funeral pile compose ; Who stops to plunder on this signal day , The birds shall tear him , and the beasts shall slay . " The Christians hear the voice with wild despair ...
... weeping sister his cold lips shall close , No friendly hand his funeral pile compose ; Who stops to plunder on this signal day , The birds shall tear him , and the beasts shall slay . " The Christians hear the voice with wild despair ...
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... weep aloud , and all the town alarms . The natives hear the cries , and gathering round , Beat their black breasts , and languish'd on the ground . Each relative now pours a social flood , And weeps and cries , and cries and weeps aloud ...
... weep aloud , and all the town alarms . The natives hear the cries , and gathering round , Beat their black breasts , and languish'd on the ground . Each relative now pours a social flood , And weeps and cries , and cries and weeps aloud ...
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æther ANGOLA arms AVENIA beauteous behold blood brave breast breath bright Chaldea chief chieftains Christian tyrant Christians clouds coursers cries crown'd cruel dart dastard dear death deep despotism dreadful earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes fall fame fate father fear field fierce fight fix'd flames flew flies friends furious gen'rous glory gold golden gore grief groans hand HAWKINS head hear heart heav'n hero jav'lin Jove LAMBERT LANGO LECLERC loud LOUVERTURE LOUVERTURE'S majestic mighty woe MONDINGO mournful myrmidons native night o'er oppress'd pain panting pierc'd pity plain poison'd poor pow'r pray'r prey prince proud purple purple plain rage rise roar round ruffians rush'd sable train ships shore sight sire skies slain slavery slaves sorrows soul spear spoke sweet Swift sword tears tempest thee thou thro thunder town trembling troops tyrants veng'ance warriors waves weeping wind wound wretched youth
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Page 234 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutored mind Sees GOD in clouds, or hears Him in the wind ; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way...
Page 31 - Could all our care elude the gloomy grave, Which claims no less the fearful than the brave, For lust of fame I should not vainly dare In fighting fields, nor urge thy soul to war. But since, alas ! ignoble age must come, Disease, and death's inexorable doom, The life, which others pay, let us bestow, And give to fame what we to nature owe ; Brave though we fall, and honour'd if we live, Or let us glory gain, or glory give!
Page iii - An Act for the Encouragement of Learning, by securing the copies of Maps, Charts, and Books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies during the time* therein mentioned," and extending the benefits thereof to the arts of designing, engraving, and etching historical and other prints.
Page 96 - But, when he speaks, what elocution flows! Soft as the fleeces of descending snows, The copious accents fall, with easy art; Melting they fall, and sink into the heart! Wondering we hear, and fix'd in deep surprise, Our ears refute the censure of our eyes.
Page 145 - As from some mountain's craggy forehead torn, A rock's round fragment flies with fury borne, (Which from the stubborn stone a torrent rends,) Precipitate the...
Page 140 - Without a sign his sword the brave man draws, And asks no omen but his country's cause.
Page 324 - Depart from me, ye cursed ; for I was an hungered, and ye gave me no meat ; I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink ; I was a stranger, and ye took me not in ; naked, and ye clothed me not ; sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.
Page 272 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Page 190 - Yet on the verge of battle let us stay, And for a moment's space suspend the day; Let Heaven's high...
Page 193 - White are the decks with foam ; the winds aloud Howl o'er the masts, and sing through every shroud ; Pale, trembling, tired, the sailors freeze with fears; And instant death on every wave appears \— So pale the Greeks the eyes of Hector meet, The chief so thunders, and so shakes the fleet.