The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone, Esq;: I. Elegies on several occasions. II. Odes, songs, ballads, &c. III. Levities, or pieces of humour. IV. Moral piecesR. and J. Dodsley, in Pall-mall., 1764 - 345 ページ |
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... Sing on , my bird - the liquid notes prolong , At ev'ry note a lover fheds his tear ; Sing on , my bird - ' tis DAMON hears thy fong ; Nor doubt to gain applaufe , when lovers hear . He He the fad fource of our complaining knows ; A.
... Sing on , my bird - the liquid notes prolong , At ev'ry note a lover fheds his tear ; Sing on , my bird - ' tis DAMON hears thy fong ; Nor doubt to gain applaufe , when lovers hear . He He the fad fource of our complaining knows ; A.
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... DAMON's plighted hand ? Wou'dft thou with fcorn thy once lov'd friend difown ? Life is that stranger land , that alien clime : Shall kindred fouls forego their focial claim ? Launch'd in the vaft abyss of space and time , Shall dark ...
... DAMON's plighted hand ? Wou'dft thou with fcorn thy once lov'd friend difown ? Life is that stranger land , that alien clime : Shall kindred fouls forego their focial claim ? Launch'd in the vaft abyss of space and time , Shall dark ...
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... DAMON robs me of my rest , IANTHE liftens to no vulgar vow ; A prince , from gods defcended , fires her breaft A brilliant crown diftinguishes his brow . What , fhall I ftain the glories of my race ? More clear , more lovely bright than ...
... DAMON robs me of my rest , IANTHE liftens to no vulgar vow ; A prince , from gods defcended , fires her breaft A brilliant crown diftinguishes his brow . What , fhall I ftain the glories of my race ? More clear , more lovely bright than ...
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... DAMON , DAMON , fhe cry'd , if pleas'd with honest praise Written in fpring 1743 ELE GY XX.
... DAMON , DAMON , fhe cry'd , if pleas'd with honest praise Written in fpring 1743 ELE GY XX.
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William Shenstone Robert Dodsley. DAMON , fhe cry'd , if pleas'd with honest praise , Thou court fuccefs by virtue or by song , Fly the falfe dictates of the venal race ; Fly the grofs accents of the venal tongue . Swear that no lucre ...
William Shenstone Robert Dodsley. DAMON , fhe cry'd , if pleas'd with honest praise , Thou court fuccefs by virtue or by song , Fly the falfe dictates of the venal race ; Fly the grofs accents of the venal tongue . Swear that no lucre ...
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bard beauty beſtow bleft blifs bloom boaſt bofom bow'r breaſt cauſe charms chearful cou'd crown'd DAMON dear defire DELIA diftant diſplay eaſe ELEGY Ev'n ev'ry facred faid fair fame fate fav'rite fcorn fecure feek feem fhade fhall fhepherd fhew fhine fhore fhou'd fhun figh fing flow'rs fmile focial foft fome fond fong fons foon foul friendſhip fuch fure fwain fweet fwell gen'rous gentle grace grove lefs lov'd lyre maid mind moffy moſt mournful mufe muſe muſt native ne'er nymph o'er OVID paffion peace penfive plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe raiſe reafon reign rofe roſe rural ſcene ſcorn ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſtore ſtrain ſtream ſweets taſte tear tender thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou thro toils tow'rs Twas virtue whofe whoſe wiſh wou'd youth
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334 ページ - And all in sight doth rise a birchen tree, Which learning near her little dome did...
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.
341 ページ - Till Fear has taught them a performance meet, And to the well-known chest the dame repair; Whence oft with sugar'd cates she doth 'em greet, And ginger-bread y-rare; now, certes, doubly sweet!
126 ページ - AVON'S tide ; Bright as the water-lily, fprung, And glittering near its fide. Frefh as the bordering flowers, her bloom : Her eye, all mild to view ; The little halcyon's azure plume Was never half fo blue. Her...
195 ページ - Tis his with mock passion to glow, Tis his in smooth tales to unfold, " How her face is as bright as the snow, And her bosom, be sure, is as cold. How the nightingales labour the strain, With the notes of his charmer to vie; How they vary their accents in vain, Repine at her triumphs, and die.
127 ページ - ' 'Tis Strephon, on the mountain's brow, Has won my right good will; To him I gave my plighted vow, With him I'll climb the hill.
147 ページ - Then fkip'd aloof with quaint amaze ; And then drew near, again to gaze.
340 ページ - She sees no kind domestic visage near, And soon a flood of tears begins to flow And gives a loose at last to unavailing woe. But ah ! what pen his piteous plight may trace ? Or what device his loud laments explain? The form uncouth of his disguised face ? The pallid hue that dyes his looks amain ? The plenteous shower that does his cheek distain...
336 ページ - Who should not honour'd eld with these revere: For never title yet so mean could prove, But there was eke a Mind which did that title love.
337 ページ - Fresh baum, and marygold of cheerful hue : The lowly gill, that never dares to climb ; And more I fain would sing, disdaining here to rhyme.