Specimens of British Poetesses: Selected and Chronologically ArrangedT. Rodd, 1827 - 446 ページ |
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... Pleasure To Lady E. Boyle , singing To my Antenor A Country Life FRANCES BOOTHBY Song · MARGARET , DUTCHESS OF NEWCASTLE Of the Theme of Love • The Pastime and Recreation of the Queen of Fairies The Funeral of Calamity . 89 . 93 Mirth ...
... Pleasure To Lady E. Boyle , singing To my Antenor A Country Life FRANCES BOOTHBY Song · MARGARET , DUTCHESS OF NEWCASTLE Of the Theme of Love • The Pastime and Recreation of the Queen of Fairies The Funeral of Calamity . 89 . 93 Mirth ...
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... pleasures past , Welcum my present payne ; I fele my torments so increse , That lyfe cannot remayne . Cease now the passinge bell , Rong is my doleful knell , For the sound my deth doth tell ; Death doth draw nye , Sound my end ...
... pleasures past , Welcum my present payne ; I fele my torments so increse , That lyfe cannot remayne . Cease now the passinge bell , Rong is my doleful knell , For the sound my deth doth tell ; Death doth draw nye , Sound my end ...
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... pleasures Her precious time ; but deeming her best treasures Her subjects ' love , which she so well preserv'd By sweet and mild demeanour , as it serv'd To guard her surer than an army royal ; So true their loves were to her , and so ...
... pleasures Her precious time ; but deeming her best treasures Her subjects ' love , which she so well preserv'd By sweet and mild demeanour , as it serv'd To guard her surer than an army royal ; So true their loves were to her , and so ...
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... pleasure , If we best things make our treasure , And enjoy them at full leisure , Evermore in richest measure . 2 . God is only excellent , Let up to him our love be sent , Mr. David Laing informs me that he possesses a Virgil which ...
... pleasure , If we best things make our treasure , And enjoy them at full leisure , Evermore in richest measure . 2 . God is only excellent , Let up to him our love be sent , Mr. David Laing informs me that he possesses a Virgil which ...
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... pleasures are but short , And are mingled in such sort , Griefs are greater than the sport . 9 . And regard of this yet have , Nothing can from death us save , Then we must into our grave , When we most are pleasure's slave . 10 . By ...
... pleasures are but short , And are mingled in such sort , Griefs are greater than the sport . 9 . And regard of this yet have , Nothing can from death us save , Then we must into our grave , When we most are pleasure's slave . 10 . By ...
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ALICIA D'ANVERS ANNA HUME Anne Askewe Aphra Behn Astrea authoress beams beauty beneath blest Born bower breast breath bright charms cheek crown'd daughter dear death delight died divine dost doth drest ELIZABETH TOLLET eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fill'd flame flowers fond FRANCES BOOTHBY gale gentle glory grace green grief groves grow hast hear heart heaven honour hope Horace Walpole hour KATHERINE PHILIPS lady Lady Yate light Lord lov'd lover maid melancholy mind Mirth mourn Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er Orinda pain pale passion pleas'd pleasure Poems queen rose round roving mind Saint Monica scorn shade shew shine sigh silent sing six crickets smile soft SONG sorrow soul Spring stream sweet swell tears thee THENOT thine things thought thro tree Twas verse vex'd voice Whilst wife wind youth
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430 ページ - ... Give back the true and brave ! Give back the lost and lovely ! — those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long, The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried Isles, thy towers o'erthrown — But all is not thine own. To thee the love of woman hath gone down, Dark flow thy tides o'er manhood's noble head, O'er youth's bright locks, and beauty's flowery crown, — Yet must thou hear a voice — restore...
409 ページ - Tis want that makes my cheek so pale. Yet I was once a mother's pride, And my brave father's hope and joy ; But in the Nile's proud fight he died, And I am now an orphan boy. Poor foolish child ! how pleased was I, When news of Nelson's victory came, Along the crowded streets to fly...
370 ページ - I'm no like to dee ; For O, I am but young to cry out, Woe is me ! I gang like a ghaist, and I carena much to spin ; I darena think o' Jamie, for that wad be a sin.
372 ページ - Bout stacks wi' the lasses at bogle to play; But ilk ane sits drearie, lamenting her dearie— The Flowers of the Forest are a' wede away. Dool and wae for the order sent our lads to the Border ! The English, for ance, by guile wan the day; The Flowers of the Forest, that fought aye the foremost, The prime of our land, lie cauld in the clay.
429 ページ - Yet more, the depths have more ! What wealth untold, Far down, and shining through their stillness lies ! Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal argosies.
138 ページ - When thro' the Gloom more venerable shows Some ancient Fabric, awful in Repose, While Sunburnt Hills their swarthy Looks conceal, And swelling Haycocks thicken up the Vale : When the loos'd Horse now, as his Pasture leads, Comes slowly grazing thro...
30 ページ - The fairest action of our human life Is scorning to revenge an injury ; For who forgives without a further strife, His adversary's heart to him doth tie. And 'tis a firmer conquest truly said, To win the heart, than overthrow the head.
17 ページ - The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy, And wit me warns to shun such snares as threaten mine annoy. For falsehood now doth flow, and subject faith doth ebb, Which would not be if reason ruled or wisdom weaved the web.
378 ページ - SINCE trifles make the sum of human things, And half our misery from our foibles springs ; Since life's best joys consist in peace and ease, And few can save or serve, but all may please, Oh ! let th' ungentle spirit learn from hence, A small unkindness is a great offence.
136 ページ - ... first begun Our life's uncertain race ! Whilst yet that sprightly morning sun, With which we just set out to run, Enlightens all the place. How smiling the world's prospect lies, How tempting to go through ! Not Canaan to the prophet's eyes, From Pisgah, with a sweet surprise, Did more inviting shew.