The Works, in Verse and ProseR. and J. Dodsley, 1764 |
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... taste , and whofe untimely death merits all the tears that elegy can fhed . It is not impoffible that fome may think this metre too lax and profaic : others , that even a more dissolute variety of numbers may have fuperior advantages ...
... taste , and whofe untimely death merits all the tears that elegy can fhed . It is not impoffible that fome may think this metre too lax and profaic : others , that even a more dissolute variety of numbers may have fuperior advantages ...
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... taste explain : For mournful fable all her hues forego , And ask fweet folace of the muse in vain ! Ah gentle forms expect no fond relief ; Too much the facred nine their lofs deplore : Well may ye grieve , nor find an end of grief ...
... taste explain : For mournful fable all her hues forego , And ask fweet folace of the muse in vain ! Ah gentle forms expect no fond relief ; Too much the facred nine their lofs deplore : Well may ye grieve , nor find an end of grief ...
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... taste the beauties of his melting lay , To tafte , and fancy it was dear to thee ! When , for his tomb , with each revolving year , I steal the mufk - rofe from the fcented brake , I ftrew my cowflips , and I pay my tear , I'll add the ...
... taste the beauties of his melting lay , To tafte , and fancy it was dear to thee ! When , for his tomb , with each revolving year , I steal the mufk - rofe from the fcented brake , I ftrew my cowflips , and I pay my tear , I'll add the ...
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... taste prefide , But can they please . when LYTTELTON's away ? Pure as the fwain's the breast of * glows , Ah ! were the fhepherd's phrase , like his , refin'd ! But , how improv'd the generous dictate flows Thro ' the clear medium of a ...
... taste prefide , But can they please . when LYTTELTON's away ? Pure as the fwain's the breast of * glows , Ah ! were the fhepherd's phrase , like his , refin'd ! But , how improv'd the generous dictate flows Thro ' the clear medium of a ...
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... taste admires , And , for my tranfport , on his fmile depend ! Bleft too is he , whofe ev'ning ramble ftrays Where droop the fons of indigence and care ! His little gifts their gladden'd eyes amaze , And win , at small expence , their ...
... taste admires , And , for my tranfport , on his fmile depend ! Bleft too is he , whofe ev'ning ramble ftrays Where droop the fons of indigence and care ! His little gifts their gladden'd eyes amaze , And win , at small expence , their ...
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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.