Specimens of British Poetesses: Selected and Chronologically ArrangedT. Rodd, 1827 - 446 ページ |
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... shade her from the moonshine bright , Where Gnats do sing for her delight ; Some high , some low , some tenor strain , Making a concert very plain . The while the Bat doth fly about , To keep in order all the rout ; And with her wings ...
... shade her from the moonshine bright , Where Gnats do sing for her delight ; Some high , some low , some tenor strain , Making a concert very plain . The while the Bat doth fly about , To keep in order all the rout ; And with her wings ...
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... shade I lie , My music is the buzzing of a fly ; I walk in meadows , where grows fresh green grass , In fields , where corn , is high , I often pass ; Walk up the hills , where round I prospects see , Some brushy woods , and some all ...
... shade I lie , My music is the buzzing of a fly ; I walk in meadows , where grows fresh green grass , In fields , where corn , is high , I often pass ; Walk up the hills , where round I prospects see , Some brushy woods , and some all ...
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... shade , ) Why dost thou partially thyself employ , Whilst thy proud foes as partially invade ? What we , who ne'er enjoy , so fondly seek , Those who possess thee still , almost despise ; To gain immortal glory , raise the weak , Taught ...
... shade , ) Why dost thou partially thyself employ , Whilst thy proud foes as partially invade ? What we , who ne'er enjoy , so fondly seek , Those who possess thee still , almost despise ; To gain immortal glory , raise the weak , Taught ...
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... And every thing's amiss , A dull , presuming Atheist said , As stretch'd he lay beneath a shade ; And instanc'd it in this ; Behold , quoth he , that mighty thing , A ANNE, COUNTESS OF WINCHELSEA The Atheist and the Acorn.
... And every thing's amiss , A dull , presuming Atheist said , As stretch'd he lay beneath a shade ; And instanc'd it in this ; Behold , quoth he , that mighty thing , A ANNE, COUNTESS OF WINCHELSEA The Atheist and the Acorn.
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... shade we fear , Till torn - up forage in his teeth we hear ; When nibbling sheep at large pursue their food , And unmolested kine rechew the cud ; When curlews cry beneath the village walls , And to her straggling brood the partridge ...
... shade we fear , Till torn - up forage in his teeth we hear ; When nibbling sheep at large pursue their food , And unmolested kine rechew the cud ; When curlews cry beneath the village walls , And to her straggling brood the partridge ...
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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.