The Metrical Miscellany: Consisting Chiefly of Poems Hitherto UnpublishedT. Cadell, and W. Davies, 1802 - 224 Seiten |
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... Muse has sought with patient care ' Mid secret wilds , and meads untried , A various chaplet to prepare . And doubly blest , if These can charm A heart to gentle Friendship prone , Who feels with Int'rest prompt and warm The praise of ...
... Muse has sought with patient care ' Mid secret wilds , and meads untried , A various chaplet to prepare . And doubly blest , if These can charm A heart to gentle Friendship prone , Who feels with Int'rest prompt and warm The praise of ...
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... Muse has left her shore . Sicilian Muse , begin the song of woe , And make the strain in mournful measure flow . ye glide Ye sweet Strymonian Swans , where'er On the smooth bosom of the silver tide , O ! pour the doleful tale in ev'ry ...
... Muse has left her shore . Sicilian Muse , begin the song of woe , And make the strain in mournful measure flow . ye glide Ye sweet Strymonian Swans , where'er On the smooth bosom of the silver tide , O ! pour the doleful tale in ev'ry ...
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... Muse , begin the song of woe , And make the strains in mournful measure flow . Deep mourn'd the Muses round their fav'rite's bier , Nor spared Apollo's self the sigh sincere ; Pan and Sylvanus , with the Satyrs sad , Wail'd o'er thy ...
... Muse , begin the song of woe , And make the strains in mournful measure flow . Deep mourn'd the Muses round their fav'rite's bier , Nor spared Apollo's self the sigh sincere ; Pan and Sylvanus , with the Satyrs sad , Wail'd o'er thy ...
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... Muse , begin the song of woe , And bid the strains in mournful measure flow . The feather'd songsters on the bloomy spray , To which he fondly taught his melting lay , Were heard to mourn in sad alternate strain , And all day long of ...
... Muse , begin the song of woe , And bid the strains in mournful measure flow . The feather'd songsters on the bloomy spray , To which he fondly taught his melting lay , Were heard to mourn in sad alternate strain , And all day long of ...
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... Muse , begin the song of woe , And bid the strain in mournful measure flow . Forlorn and wand'ring on her sea - girt shores Fair Galatea still thy death deplores , For well she lov'd thee , and with ravish'd ear Would sit the live ...
... Muse , begin the song of woe , And bid the strain in mournful measure flow . Forlorn and wand'ring on her sea - girt shores Fair Galatea still thy death deplores , For well she lov'd thee , and with ravish'd ear Would sit the live ...
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August 11 balm beauty beneath blest bliss bloom blushes breast breathe charms cheek cherub confest cruel doubting Cyprian dear death dream drest e'er ev'n Fair Fountain faithful Fancy Farewel flow'r flowery wreaths Folly fond fondly friendly band gale Gêlert's dying yell gentle gift glow Goddess grace grief grove hail hand heave Heaven hope hour inauspicious day languid light lips Llewelyn's lov'd Love Love's lovers lyre maid Mary's Mary's tomb melancholy melt mind mirth morn Muse Nithsdale numbers o'er once pain pale pensive pinnace Pity pow'r rapture refin'd rill rose sacred saw thee scenes search of Happiness shade sigh silent smiles soft song soothe sorrow soul Spring strain stream sweet tear tell tender thine thro thy bosom thy heart Thyrsis tomb tranquil vales trembling truant tyes vainly vale vows wake wave Whilst wild wing'd youth
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Seite 89 - HAIL, blushing goddess, beauteous Spring, Who in thy jocund train dost bring Loves and Graces, smiling hours, Balmy breezes, fragrant flowers, Come, with tints of roseate hue, Nature's faded charms renew. Yet why should I thy presence hail ? To me no more the breathing gale Comes fraught with...
Seite 89 - I'll love thee till I die— Hush'd be that sigh. And does that thought affect thee too, The thought of Sylvio's death, That he who only breath'd for you, Must yield that faithful breath ? Hush'd be that sigh, be dry that tear, Nor let us lose our heaven here — Dry be that tear.
Seite 132 - Nor scathe had he, nor harm nor dread, But, the same couch beneath, Lay a gaunt wolf, all torn and dead, Tremendous still in death. Ah, what was then...
Seite 131 - And on went Gelert too; And still, where'er his eyes he cast, Fresh blood-gouts shocked his view.
Seite 130 - In sooth, he was a peerless hound, the gift of royal John ; but now no Gelert could be found, and all the chase rode on. And now, as over rocks and dells the gallant chidings rise, all Snowdon's craggy chaos yells with many mingled cries.
Seite 133 - Best of thy kind, adieu! The frantic blow which laid thee low This heart shall ever rue.
Seite 89 - Tis just that thou should'st heal the smart Inflicted by thy subtle art, And calm my troubled breast. No random shot from Cupid's bow, But by thy guidance, soft and slow, It sunk within my heart ; Thus, Love being arm'd with Wisdom's force, In vain I try to stop its course, In vain repel the dart. O Goddess ! break the fatal league, Let Love, with Folly and Intrigue, More fit associates find ! And thou alone, within my breast, O ! deign to soothe my griefs to rest, And heal my tortured mind.
Seite 98 - By the sea's margin, on the watery strand, Thy monument, Themistocles, shall stand. By this directed to thy native shore, The merchant shall convey his freighted store; And when our fleets are summon'd to the fight, Athens shall conquer with thy tomb in sight.
Seite 32 - Till sorrow taught me to confess thy power. In early days, when fancy cheats, A various wreath I wove, Of laughing Spring's luxuriant sweets, To deck ungrateful love: The rose or thorn my numbers crown'd As Venus smil'd, or Venus frown'd, But love and joy, and all their train are flown.
Seite 33 - I'd court thy palliative aid no more ! No more I'd sue that thou shouldst spread Thy spell around my aching hea.d, But would conjure thee to impart Thy balsam for a broken heart ; And by thy soft Lethean power (Inestimable flower !) Burst these terrestrial bonds, and other regions try.