Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and Verse: Blending, (with Many Original Articles of Interest and Amusement,) a Compilation from the Most Esteemed Authors of Former Times : with a Selection from the Most Approved Works of Present Day; and Forming an Elegant Repository for the Flowers of Ancient and Modern Literature..., 第 1~3 巻Printed and published for the proprietors by G. Morgan, 1818 |
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... hour ; That Damon , who can taste the fruit , May gather ev'ry flow'r . THEY MAY RAIL AT THIS LIFE . * AIR . - Roch bonin shin doe . They may rail at this life - from the hour I began it , I've found it a life full of kindness and bliss ...
... hour ; That Damon , who can taste the fruit , May gather ev'ry flow'r . THEY MAY RAIL AT THIS LIFE . * AIR . - Roch bonin shin doe . They may rail at this life - from the hour I began it , I've found it a life full of kindness and bliss ...
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... HOUR - GLASS , IN GROTTO NEAR THE WATER . This babbling stream not uninstructive flows , Nor idly loiters to its distant main ; Each flower it feeds that on its margin grows , And bids thee blush whose days are spent in vain ; Nor void ...
... HOUR - GLASS , IN GROTTO NEAR THE WATER . This babbling stream not uninstructive flows , Nor idly loiters to its distant main ; Each flower it feeds that on its margin grows , And bids thee blush whose days are spent in vain ; Nor void ...
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... hours , By his idea deck'd in Rapture's bloom , For Spirits rightly touch'd , through ages yet to come ! Tale . ANNA ... hour for death , so fit as this : " Thus , thus , I launch you into hliss ! " So said the Father , in a trice , His ...
... hours , By his idea deck'd in Rapture's bloom , For Spirits rightly touch'd , through ages yet to come ! Tale . ANNA ... hour for death , so fit as this : " Thus , thus , I launch you into hliss ! " So said the Father , in a trice , His ...
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... hour I first became your wife . " " By all the powers , ( said Tom ) but that's too bad , " You've curs'd the only civil hour we've had . " QUESTION AND ANSWER . Says a beau to a lady , " pray name , if you can , “ Of all your ...
... hour I first became your wife . " " By all the powers , ( said Tom ) but that's too bad , " You've curs'd the only civil hour we've had . " QUESTION AND ANSWER . Says a beau to a lady , " pray name , if you can , “ Of all your ...
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... hour to themselves in the four - and - twenty . But they must go home and dress , or they shall be too late for ... hours . " And now what shall we say to these things ? For after all , nothing can be more certain than , whatever learned ...
... hour to themselves in the four - and - twenty . But they must go home and dress , or they shall be too late for ... hours . " And now what shall we say to these things ? For after all , nothing can be more certain than , whatever learned ...
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79 ページ - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast array'd, Each horseman drew his battle blade, And furious every charger neigh'd, To join the dreadful revelry.
139 ページ - How sweet the answer Echo makes To music at night, When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes, And far away, o'er lawns and lakes, Goes answering light. Yet Love hath echoes truer far, And far more sweet, Than e'er beneath the moonlight's star, Of horn or lute, or soft guitar, The songs repeat. 'Tis when the sigh, in youth sincere, And only then, — The sigh that's breath'd for one to hear, Is by that one, that only dear, Breathed back again ! OH BANQUET NOT.
78 ページ - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
168 ページ - In life can Love be bought with gold ? Are Friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No — all that's worth a wish, a thought, Fair Virtue gives, unbrib'd, unbought. Cease then on trash thy hopes to bind, Let nobler views engage thy mind.
78 ページ - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
82 ページ - Away in Beauty's Bloom OH! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom: And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread: Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead!
47 ページ - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells...
78 ページ - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
38 ページ - Sole voice that's heard amidst the lazy noon When even the bees lag at the summoning brass ; And you, warm little housekeeper, who class With those who think the candles come too soon, Loving the fire, and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass...
62 ページ - The babe, the sleeping image of his sire. A few short years — and then these sounds shall hail The day again, and gladness fill the vale ; So soon the child a youth, the youth a man, Eager to run the race his fathers ran.