Moore. Cawthorne. Collins. Dyer. Shenstone. Mallet. Akenside. Gray. Littleton. GaySamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 |
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... She faid , ' twas fince he came from college , She knew him introduc'd by Knowledge : The man was modeft and fincere , Nor farther could she interfere . The mufes begg'd to interpofe ; But Envy with loud hiffings rofe , And call'd them ...
... She faid , ' twas fince he came from college , She knew him introduc'd by Knowledge : The man was modeft and fincere , Nor farther could she interfere . The mufes begg'd to interpofe ; But Envy with loud hiffings rofe , And call'd them ...
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... she began to look filly , Yet ftill fhe went on till the reach'd Piccadilly ; But vex'd and fatigu'd , and the night growing late , She refted her wheel within Burlington gate . My lady rose up , as she saw her come in , " O ho , madam ...
... she began to look filly , Yet ftill fhe went on till the reach'd Piccadilly ; But vex'd and fatigu'd , and the night growing late , She refted her wheel within Burlington gate . My lady rose up , as she saw her come in , " O ho , madam ...
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... She knew her good - humour , her beauty and sweet - And your Honour's petitioners ever shall pray . nefs , Her eafe and compliance , her taste and her neatness ; From these she was fure that her man could not roam , And must rife on the ...
... She knew her good - humour , her beauty and sweet - And your Honour's petitioners ever shall pray . nefs , Her eafe and compliance , her taste and her neatness ; From these she was fure that her man could not roam , And must rife on the ...
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... She was a thief , and so she'd chriften her ; And that it was a burning fhame , And brought the houfe an evil name ; And if she did not put the heart in , The man would pine and die for certain . The pris'ner then was in her airs , And ...
... She was a thief , and so she'd chriften her ; And that it was a burning fhame , And brought the houfe an evil name ; And if she did not put the heart in , The man would pine and die for certain . The pris'ner then was in her airs , And ...
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... She frown'd ; but yet she must confess , Such beauties might inflame his blood , But ftill his phrafe was somewhat rude . The Hog her neatness much admir'd ; The formal Afs her swiftness fir'd ; While all to feed her folly strove , And ...
... She frown'd ; but yet she must confess , Such beauties might inflame his blood , But ftill his phrafe was somewhat rude . The Hog her neatness much admir'd ; The formal Afs her swiftness fir'd ; While all to feed her folly strove , And ...
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281 ページ - This pencil take (she said) whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of Joy ; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
278 ページ - Elegy written in a Country Churchyard The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
50 ページ - Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear In all my griefs a more than equal...
278 ページ - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
65 ページ - Gaudy as the opening dawn, Lies a long and level lawn, On which a dark hill, steep and high, Holds and charms the wandering eye!
276 ページ - Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader, browner shade, Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease...
62 ページ - twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promis'd pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch...
173 ページ - Low lays the house which that of cards doth build, Shall Dennis be ! if rigid fate incline, And many an epic to his rage shall yield; And many a poet quit th...
102 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.
44 ページ - Fresh to that soil thou turn'st, whose ev'ry vale Shall prompt the poet, and his song demand: To thee thy copious subjects ne'er shall fail; Thou need'st but take the pencil to thy hand, And paint what all believe who own thy genial land.