The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone, Esq;: I. Elegies on several occasions. II. Odes, songs, ballads, &c. III. Levities, or pieces of humour. IV. Moral piecesR. and J. Dodsley, in Pall-mall., 1764 - 345 ページ |
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... Such moving plaints as nature could inspire ; To me the muse his tender plea convey'd , ! But smooth'd , and fuited to the founding lyre . 66 Why am I ravish'd from my native strand ? What favage race protects this impious gain ? Shall ...
... Such moving plaints as nature could inspire ; To me the muse his tender plea convey'd , ! But smooth'd , and fuited to the founding lyre . 66 Why am I ravish'd from my native strand ? What favage race protects this impious gain ? Shall ...
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... Such CAER - CARADOC ! thy ftupendous height , Whofe ample fhade obfcures th ' Iernian main . Bleak , joyless regions ! where , by science fir'd , Some prying fage his lonely step may bend ; There , by the love of novel plants infpir'd ...
... Such CAER - CARADOC ! thy ftupendous height , Whofe ample fhade obfcures th ' Iernian main . Bleak , joyless regions ! where , by science fir'd , Some prying fage his lonely step may bend ; There , by the love of novel plants infpir'd ...
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... Such are the names that grace your mystic songs ; Your folemn woods refound their martial fire ; To you , my fons , the ritual meed belongs , If in the cause you vanquish , or expire . Hark ! from the facred oak that crowns the groves ...
... Such are the names that grace your mystic songs ; Your folemn woods refound their martial fire ; To you , my fons , the ritual meed belongs , If in the cause you vanquish , or expire . Hark ! from the facred oak that crowns the groves ...
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... Such as the bee , with chymic powers , From HYBLA's fragrant hills inhales , Or fcents SABEA's blooming vales . But ah ! the nymphs that heal the penfive mind , By prescripts more refin'd , Neglect their votary's anxious moan : Oh , how ...
... Such as the bee , with chymic powers , From HYBLA's fragrant hills inhales , Or fcents SABEA's blooming vales . But ah ! the nymphs that heal the penfive mind , By prescripts more refin'd , Neglect their votary's anxious moan : Oh , how ...
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... Such health do my fountains bestow ; My fountains all border'd with moss , Where the hare - bells and violets grow . Not a pine in my grove is there feen , But with tendrils of woodbine is bound : Not a beech's more beautiful green ...
... Such health do my fountains bestow ; My fountains all border'd with moss , Where the hare - bells and violets grow . Not a pine in my grove is there feen , But with tendrils of woodbine is bound : Not a beech's more beautiful green ...
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bard beauty beſtow bleft blifs bloom boaſt bofom bow'r breaſt cauſe charms chearful cou'd crown'd DAMON dear defire DELIA diftant diſplay eaſe ELEGY Ev'n ev'ry facred faid fair fame fate fav'rite fcorn fecure feek feem fhade fhall fhepherd fhew fhine fhore fhou'd fhun figh fing flow'rs fmile focial foft fome fond fong fons foon foul friendſhip fuch fure fwain fweet fwell gen'rous gentle grace grove lefs lov'd lyre maid mind moffy moſt mournful mufe muſe muſt native ne'er nymph o'er OVID paffion peace penfive plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe raiſe reafon reign rofe roſe rural ſcene ſcorn ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſtore ſtrain ſtream ſweets taſte tear tender thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou thro toils tow'rs Twas virtue whofe whoſe wiſh wou'd youth
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334 ページ - And all in sight doth rise a birchen tree, Which learning near her little dome did...
193 ページ - I have heard her with sweetness unfold How that pity was due to a dove, That it ever attended the bold ; And she call'd it the sister of love. But her words such a pleasure convey, So much I her accents adore, Let her speak, and whatever she say, Methinks, I should love her the more.
341 ページ - Till Fear has taught them a performance meet, And to the well-known chest the dame repair; Whence oft with sugar'd cates she doth 'em greet, And ginger-bread y-rare; now, certes, doubly sweet!
126 ページ - AVON'S tide ; Bright as the water-lily, fprung, And glittering near its fide. Frefh as the bordering flowers, her bloom : Her eye, all mild to view ; The little halcyon's azure plume Was never half fo blue. Her...
195 ページ - Tis his with mock passion to glow, Tis his in smooth tales to unfold, " How her face is as bright as the snow, And her bosom, be sure, is as cold. How the nightingales labour the strain, With the notes of his charmer to vie; How they vary their accents in vain, Repine at her triumphs, and die.
127 ページ - ' 'Tis Strephon, on the mountain's brow, Has won my right good will; To him I gave my plighted vow, With him I'll climb the hill.
147 ページ - Then fkip'd aloof with quaint amaze ; And then drew near, again to gaze.
340 ページ - She sees no kind domestic visage near, And soon a flood of tears begins to flow And gives a loose at last to unavailing woe. But ah ! what pen his piteous plight may trace ? Or what device his loud laments explain? The form uncouth of his disguised face ? The pallid hue that dyes his looks amain ? The plenteous shower that does his cheek distain...
336 ページ - Who should not honour'd eld with these revere: For never title yet so mean could prove, But there was eke a Mind which did that title love.
337 ページ - Fresh baum, and marygold of cheerful hue : The lowly gill, that never dares to climb ; And more I fain would sing, disdaining here to rhyme.