The Works, in Verse and ProseR. and J. Dodsley, 1764 |
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... Twas his fond heart effus'd the melting theme Ah ! never could AONIA's hill difclofe So fair a fountain , or so lov'd a stream . Ye loveless bards ! intent with artful pains To form a figh , or to contrive a tear ! Forgo your Pindus ...
... Twas his fond heart effus'd the melting theme Ah ! never could AONIA's hill difclofe So fair a fountain , or so lov'd a stream . Ye loveless bards ! intent with artful pains To form a figh , or to contrive a tear ! Forgo your Pindus ...
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... Twas life , ' twas tafte , and - oh my foolish heart ! Substantial joy was fix'd in pow'r and place . And And you , ye works of art ! allur'd mine [ 40 ]
... Twas life , ' twas tafte , and - oh my foolish heart ! Substantial joy was fix'd in pow'r and place . And And you , ye works of art ! allur'd mine [ 40 ]
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... twas nature form'd the pray'r , To grace my native scenes , my rural home ; To fee my trees express their planter's care , And gay , on Attic models , raife my dome . But now ' tis o'er , the dear delufion's o'er ! my foul : A ftagnant ...
... twas nature form'd the pray'r , To grace my native scenes , my rural home ; To fee my trees express their planter's care , And gay , on Attic models , raife my dome . But now ' tis o'er , the dear delufion's o'er ! my foul : A ftagnant ...
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... Twas here his youth respir'd its earliest air ; ' Twas here his age breath'd out its laft adieu . * The penns of HARBOROUGH ; a place whose name in the SAXON language , alludes to an arm . And there is a tradition that there was a ...
... Twas here his youth respir'd its earliest air ; ' Twas here his age breath'd out its laft adieu . * The penns of HARBOROUGH ; a place whose name in the SAXON language , alludes to an arm . And there is a tradition that there was a ...
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... Twas on thofe * downs , by Roman hofts annoy'd , Fought our bold fathers ; ruftic , unrefin'd ! Freedom's plain fons , in martial cares employ'd ! They ting'd their bodies , but ... Twas ' Twas there , in happier times , this virtuous [ 52 ]
... Twas on thofe * downs , by Roman hofts annoy'd , Fought our bold fathers ; ruftic , unrefin'd ! Freedom's plain fons , in martial cares employ'd ! They ting'd their bodies , but ... Twas ' Twas there , in happier times , this virtuous [ 52 ]
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beauty becauſe beneath beſt bleft bloom bofom bow'r breaſt charms Clent Hill crown'd DAMON DELIA diftant diſcover diſplay ELEGY eſteem Ev'n ev'ry faid fair fame fancy fate fcene fcorn feat feems fenfe fhade fhall fhepherds fhew fhould fide figh fincere firſt flope flow'rs fmile focial foft fome fong fons foon foul friendſhip ftrain fuch fuperior fure fwain fweet fwell genius grace grove hill himſelf INGLORIUS lawn leaſt lefs lov'd lyre maid mind moffy moſt mournful mufe muft muſe muſt native numbers nymph o'er occafion paffions penfive perfon plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe prefent racter reafon rife rill rofe rural ſcene ſeems ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſmall ſmile SONG ſtream ſweet tafte taſte thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro trees Twas underſtanding uſe virtue whofe whoſe WILLIAM SHENSTONE winding wiſh youth
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193 ページ - I have heard her with sweetness unfold How that pity was due to a dove, That it ever attended the bold ; And she call'd it the sister of love. But her words such a pleasure convey, So much I her accents adore, Let her speak, and whatever she say, Methinks, I should love her the more.
192 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...
196 ページ - I have nothing to do but to weep. Yet do not my folly reprove ; She was fair — and my passion begun ; She smil'd — and I could not but love ; She is faithless — and I am undone.
148 ページ - Unfair defign, and ruthlefs deed ! Soon would the vine his wounds deplore, And yield her purple gifts no more ; Ah foon, eras'd from every grove ' . Were DELIA'S name, and STREPHON'S love.
191 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.
191 ページ - But a sweet-brier entwines it around, Not my fields, in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.
196 ページ - Thus glide the foft numbers along, And he fancies no fhepherd his peer ; ——Yet I never mould envy the fong, Were not PHYLLIS to lend it an ear. Let his crook be with hyacinths bound, So PHYLLIS the trophy defpife ; Let his forehead with laurels be crown'd, So they fhine not in PHYLLIS'S eyes.
197 ページ - Alas ! from the day that we met, What hope of an end to my woes? When I cannot endure to forget The glance that undid my repose. Yet time may diminish the pain: The flower, and the shrub, and the tree, Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain, In time may have comfort for me.
11 ページ - If the Author has hazarded, throughout, the use of English or modern allusions, he hopes it will not be imputed to an entire ignorance, or to the least disesteem of the ancient learning. He has kept the ancient plan and method in his eye, though he builds his edifice with the materials of his own nation.
189 ページ - What it is, to admire and to love, And to leave her we love and admire. Ah lead forth my flock in the morn, And the damps of each ev'ning repel ; Alas ! I am faint and forlorn : — I have bade my dear Phyllis farewel.