The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... voice , And fright the timorous game . Is Thought thy foe ? Adieu , Ye midnight lamps ! ye curious tomes ! Mine eye o'er hills and valleys roams , And deals no more with Is it the clime you flee ? you . Yet midst his unremitting snows ...
... voice , And fright the timorous game . Is Thought thy foe ? Adieu , Ye midnight lamps ! ye curious tomes ! Mine eye o'er hills and valleys roams , And deals no more with Is it the clime you flee ? you . Yet midst his unremitting snows ...
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... please so well ? Oh ! ever keep thy native ease , By no pedantic law confined ; For Laura's voice is form'd to please , So Laura's words be not unkind . WRITTEN IN A FLOWER BOOK OF MY OWN COLOURING , TO A YOUNG LADY . 35.
... please so well ? Oh ! ever keep thy native ease , By no pedantic law confined ; For Laura's voice is form'd to please , So Laura's words be not unkind . WRITTEN IN A FLOWER BOOK OF MY OWN COLOURING , TO A YOUNG LADY . 35.
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... voice , Soft murmuring , not a foe ; The pleasures he through choice declined , When gloomy fogs depress'd his mind , It grieved him to forego . Grieved him to lurk the lakes beside , Where coots 40 ODES . A Pastoral Ode To the Hon Sir ...
... voice , Soft murmuring , not a foe ; The pleasures he through choice declined , When gloomy fogs depress'd his mind , It grieved him to forego . Grieved him to lurk the lakes beside , Where coots 40 ODES . A Pastoral Ode To the Hon Sir ...
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... melancholy strains , And praise the tuneful bird : But vainly might she strain her throat , Vainly exalt each swelling note , Should Sylvia's voice be heard . When , on the violet's purple bed , Supine I 43 . F COMPARISON . 53 Comparison.
... melancholy strains , And praise the tuneful bird : But vainly might she strain her throat , Vainly exalt each swelling note , Should Sylvia's voice be heard . When , on the violet's purple bed , Supine I 43 . F COMPARISON . 53 Comparison.
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... voice she , weeping , said— ' O Dawson ! monarch of my heart ! Think not thy death shall end our loves , For thou and I will never part . Yet might sweet mercy find a place , And bring relief to Jemmy's woes ; O George ! without a ...
... voice she , weeping , said— ' O Dawson ! monarch of my heart ! Think not thy death shall end our loves , For thou and I will never part . Yet might sweet mercy find a place , And bring relief to Jemmy's woes ; O George ! without a ...
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151 ページ - That face, alas! no more is fair, Those lips no longer red; Dark are my eyes, now closed in death, And every charm is fled. The hungry worm my sister is; This winding-sheet I wear: And cold and weary lasts our night, Till that last morn appear. But, hark! the cock has warned me hence; A long and last adieu ! Come see, false man, how low she lies, Who died for love of you.
65 ページ - Alas ! from the day that we met, What hope of an end to my woes? When I cannot endure to forget The glance that undid my repose. Yet time may diminish the pain: The flower, and the shrub, and the tree, Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain, In time may have comfort for me.
153 ページ - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it : it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
59 ページ - Twas with pain that she saw me depart. She gaz'd as I slowly withdrew; My path I could hardly discern: So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
98 ページ - The paper was, with great industry, circulated and dispersed; and he, for his seasonable intervention, had a considerable pension bestowed upon him, which he retained to his death.
70 ページ - Come listen to my mournful tale, Ye tender hearts and lovers dear ; Nor will you scorn to heave a sigh, Nor need you blush to shed a tear. And thou, dear Kitty, peerless maid, Do thou a pensive ear incline ; For thou canst weep at every woe, And pity every plaint — but mine. Young Dawson was a gallant...
61 ページ - t was a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd, Who would rob a poor bird of its young : And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue.
95 ページ - Malloch to English Mallet , without any imaginable reason of preference which the eye or ear can discover. What other proofs he gave of disrespect to his native country, I know not ; but it was remarked of him, that he was the only Scot whom Scotchmen did not commend.
35 ページ - Instruct one flower to please us more ? As vain it were, with artful dye To change the bloom thy cheeks disclose ; And oh may Laura, ere she try, With fresh vermilion paint the rose.
151 ページ - How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?