Specimens of the British Poets ...W. Suttaby, 1809 |
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... Wood Park Stella's Birth - Day , 1724 - 1726 To Stella , Visiting me in my Sickness Mrs. JOHNSON . 1681--1728 . Miss VANHOMRIGH . 1634-1721 . On Jealousy An Ode to Spring An Ode to Wisdom 379 383 · 397 411 416 421 · 444 · 445 · 448 ...
... Wood Park Stella's Birth - Day , 1724 - 1726 To Stella , Visiting me in my Sickness Mrs. JOHNSON . 1681--1728 . Miss VANHOMRIGH . 1634-1721 . On Jealousy An Ode to Spring An Ode to Wisdom 379 383 · 397 411 416 421 · 444 · 445 · 448 ...
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... woods , these plains ; Leave her and all , and all for her that leaves Thee and thy love forlorn , and both disdains ; And of both wrongful deems , and ill conceives . Seek out some place ; and see if any place Can give the least ...
... woods , these plains ; Leave her and all , and all for her that leaves Thee and thy love forlorn , and both disdains ; And of both wrongful deems , and ill conceives . Seek out some place ; and see if any place Can give the least ...
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... wood side , Where that May was in his pride , I espied , all alone , Phillida and Corydon . Much ado there was , God wot , He would love and she would not ; She said , never man was true ; He says , none was false to you . He said , he ...
... wood side , Where that May was in his pride , I espied , all alone , Phillida and Corydon . Much ado there was , God wot , He would love and she would not ; She said , never man was true ; He says , none was false to you . He said , he ...
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... woods to ring , With all the rest , are now at hush , And not a note they sing . Sweet Philomel , the bird That hath the heavenly throat , Doth now , alas ! not once afford Recording of a note . The flowers have had a frost , The herbs ...
... woods to ring , With all the rest , are now at hush , And not a note they sing . Sweet Philomel , the bird That hath the heavenly throat , Doth now , alas ! not once afford Recording of a note . The flowers have had a frost , The herbs ...
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... woods at her fair sight rejoice , The little birds , with their loud voice , In concert on the branches been , To glad our lovely summer queen . Great Pan , our god , for her dear sake , This feast and meeting bids us make , Of shepherd ...
... woods at her fair sight rejoice , The little birds , with their loud voice , In concert on the branches been , To glad our lovely summer queen . Great Pan , our god , for her dear sake , This feast and meeting bids us make , Of shepherd ...
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Alma beauteous beauty Blouzelind breast breath bright Castara charms Cupid dear death delight Dick doth e'er eccho ring Eclogue Emma eyes face fair fame fancy fate fear flame flowers gentle give goddess grace grief ground hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven honour Hymen king kiss light live lov'd lover Lubberkin Lucretius lute lyre maid MATTHEW PRIOR mighty mind Muse ne'er never NICHOLAS ROWE night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er Ovid pain Pallas passion pity plac'd plain pleasure poets praise pride queen rose shade shepherd shine sighs sight sing smile soft song SONNETS sorrow soul spide summer queen sung swain sweet tears tell Tereu thee thine things THOMAS PARNELL thought thrice Twas unto verse virtue ween Whilst winds wings wise woods youth
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Seite 183 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
Seite 189 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Seite 14 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Seite 180 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Seite 223 - Far in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Seite 186 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity ; Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles.
Seite 180 - But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest, saddest plight.
Seite 163 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king. All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants, belong to thee ; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice; Man for thee does sow and plow; Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy, Nor does thy luxury destroy.
Seite 216 - Art she had none, yet wanted none, For Nature did that Want supply: So rich in Treasures of her Own, She might our boasted Stores defy: Such Noble Vigour did her Verse adorn, That it seem'd borrow'd, where 'twas only born.
Seite 125 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?