Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical MeritW. Eyres, 1774 - 286 ページ |
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... 162 Ye fhepherds give ear to my lay 98 90 Ye fhepherds fo chearful and gay Yes , I'm in love , I feel it now Young I am and yet unskill'd b 229 172 NAMES OF AUTHORS , WITH REFERENCES . Page . 123 TABLE OF FIRST LINES . xvii.
... 162 Ye fhepherds give ear to my lay 98 90 Ye fhepherds fo chearful and gay Yes , I'm in love , I feel it now Young I am and yet unskill'd b 229 172 NAMES OF AUTHORS , WITH REFERENCES . Page . 123 TABLE OF FIRST LINES . xvii.
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... feel the found ; my heart - strings move : ' Twas not the nightingale that fung ; No , ' tis my CHLOE'S fweeter tongue , Hark , hark , what fays my love ! How foolish is the nymph , fhe cries , Who trifles with her lover's pain ! Nature ...
... feel the found ; my heart - strings move : ' Twas not the nightingale that fung ; No , ' tis my CHLOE'S fweeter tongue , Hark , hark , what fays my love ! How foolish is the nymph , fhe cries , Who trifles with her lover's pain ! Nature ...
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... feel the found ; my heart - strings move : ' Twas not the nightingale that fung ; No , ' tis my CHLOE's fweeter tongue , Hark , hark , what fays my love ! How foolish is the nymph , fhe cries , Who trifles with her lover's pain ! Nature ...
... feel the found ; my heart - strings move : ' Twas not the nightingale that fung ; No , ' tis my CHLOE's fweeter tongue , Hark , hark , what fays my love ! How foolish is the nymph , fhe cries , Who trifles with her lover's pain ! Nature ...
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... feel , I feel this breaking heart Beat high against my fide : From her white arm down funk her head , She fhiver'd , figh'd , and died . F 3 MALLET . TH HE weftern fky was purpled o'er With every pleafing PASTORAL SONGS . 85.
... feel , I feel this breaking heart Beat high against my fide : From her white arm down funk her head , She fhiver'd , figh'd , and died . F 3 MALLET . TH HE weftern fky was purpled o'er With every pleafing PASTORAL SONGS . 85.
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... feel the foft refiftlefs flame Glide swift thro ' all my vital frame . For while I gaze , my bofom glows , My blood in tides impetuous flows ; Hope , fear , and joy alternate roll , And floods of tranfport whelm my foul . My fault'ring ...
... feel the foft refiftlefs flame Glide swift thro ' all my vital frame . For while I gaze , my bofom glows , My blood in tides impetuous flows ; Hope , fear , and joy alternate roll , And floods of tranfport whelm my foul . My fault'ring ...
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Anacreon antient ballad beauty becauſe blefs bleft bluſh bofom breaſt CATULLUS CELIA charms cheek CHLOE circumſtance compariſon compofition cruel cry'd dear defcription defire deſpair Engliſh epigram expreffion eyes face fair falfe fancy fatire feek fentiment fhade fhall fhepherd fhould figh fimple fimplicity fince fing firft firſt fmiles foft fome fond fong forrows foul fpread ftill fubject fuch fung furprize fwain fweet gentle give grace heart itſelf know my love laft lefs lov'd lover Lyric Lyric poetry maid meaſure moſt mufic muft muſt nature ne'er nymph o'er paffion paftoral pain paſt PHYLLIS pieces pity plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure poetical poetry praiſe purpoſe racter reft rofe Sappho ſcene ſhall ſhe SOAME JENYNS ſpeak ſpring ſtill ſtory ſtrain ſweet taſte tears tender thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro Twas vows weep whofe wiſh youth
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53 ページ - Till, quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride, And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died. " But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay.
86 ページ - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
47 ページ - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
84 ページ - To visit some far distant shrine, If he bear but a relique away, Is happy, nor heard to repine. Thus, widely remov'd from the fair, Where my vows, my devotion I owe ; Soft hope is the relique I bear, And my solace wherever I go.
164 ページ - For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part ? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone...
86 ページ - With the lilac to render it gay ! Already it calls for my love To prune the wild branches away. From the plains, from the woodlands and groves. What strains of wild melody flow!
57 ページ - Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.
108 ページ - A sigh or tear, perhaps, she'll give, But love on pity cannot live. Tell her that hearts for hearts were made, And love with love is only paid.
54 ページ - Twas Edwin's self that press'd. « Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, ^ ^ Restored to love and thee. « Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign ; And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine? « No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true; The sigh that rends thy constant heart, Shall break thy Edwin's too.
87 ページ - Are the groves and the valleys as gay, And the shepherds as gentle as ours ? The groves may perhaps be as fair, And the face of the valleys as fine ; The swains may in manners compare, But their love is not equal to mine.