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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... thee the wandering tribes were wont to rove , Each jovial Gipsy with his merry mate , With dark futurity quite hand in glove , Foretelling , for a penny , folks their fate . To thee , through wind and rain , the good King Patch , + To ...
... thee the wandering tribes were wont to rove , Each jovial Gipsy with his merry mate , With dark futurity quite hand in glove , Foretelling , for a penny , folks their fate . To thee , through wind and rain , the good King Patch , + To ...
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... thee , afflicted Sire ! Howe'er from Reason's path astray , May Heav'n still lend its pillar'd fire To guide thee on thy lonely way ; Fill thy soul here with thoughts sublime , And loose thee in its own good time . J. S *** . Satire ...
... thee , afflicted Sire ! Howe'er from Reason's path astray , May Heav'n still lend its pillar'd fire To guide thee on thy lonely way ; Fill thy soul here with thoughts sublime , And loose thee in its own good time . J. S *** . Satire ...
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... thee weep . Could Friendship claim for thee , Each richer boon of Heaven ; Life's happiest destiny should be To our Augusta given : Grief and regret should flee- Oh impious wish , and vain ! regret is brief , For earthly ills , and ...
... thee weep . Could Friendship claim for thee , Each richer boon of Heaven ; Life's happiest destiny should be To our Augusta given : Grief and regret should flee- Oh impious wish , and vain ! regret is brief , For earthly ills , and ...
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... thee in thy destin'd bed , With ruthless spade , unkindly to molest The peaceful slumbers of the kindred dead ! " UNDER AN HOUR - GLASS , IN GROTTO NEAR THE WATER . This babbling stream not uninstructive flows , Nor idly loiters to its ...
... thee in thy destin'd bed , With ruthless spade , unkindly to molest The peaceful slumbers of the kindred dead ! " UNDER AN HOUR - GLASS , IN GROTTO NEAR THE WATER . This babbling stream not uninstructive flows , Nor idly loiters to its ...
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... thee as thou dost deserve ; I must , however , beg your acceptance of this trille , as a small testimony how much I admire thy ge- nerous nature . " - " God bless your noble ho- nour , " said the Sailor , " and thank we shall divide the ...
... thee as thou dost deserve ; I must , however , beg your acceptance of this trille , as a small testimony how much I admire thy ge- nerous nature . " - " God bless your noble ho- nour , " said the Sailor , " and thank we shall divide the ...
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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.