 | Samuel Johnson - 1825 - 682 ページ
...snow, . . And her bosom, be sure, is as cold ; VOL. IV. 2 A 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. In the fourth I find nothing better than this natural strain of hope; Alas! from the day that we met,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1825 - 520 ページ
...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. In the fourth, I find nothing better than this natural strain of hope : Alas ! from the day that we... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1825 - 750 ページ
...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. In the fourth, I find nothing better than this uatnn strain of hope : Alas ! from the day that we met,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 ページ
...nightingales labour the strain, With the notes of his eharmer to vie ; How they vary their aeeents , eall'd strays, And pillages every sweet ; Then suiting the wreath to his lays, He throws it at Phyllis's feet.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 ページ
...sure, is as cold. How the nightingales labour the btriiiii, With the notes of his charmer to vit ; veins. The Grecians have commonly the supent tion . . . DISAPPOINTMENT. Ye fihcpherds, give ear to my lay, And take no inore heed of my sheep; They have... | |
 | 1831 - 426 ページ
...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...triumphs, and die." To the grove or the garden he strays, And pillages every sweet. Then suiiing the wreath to his lays, He throws it at Phyllis's feet.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1838 - 716 ページ
...And her bosom, be sure, is as cold ; How the nightingales labour the strain, With the notes of this charmer to vie. How they vary their accents in vain, Repine at her triumphs, and die. In the fourth I find nothing better than this natural strain of Hope : — Alns ! from the day th;it... | |
 | Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 ページ
...smooth tales to unfold, How her face is as bright as the snow, And her bosom, be sure, is as cold. How they vary their accents in vain, Repine at her triumphs, and die. To the grove or the garden he strays, And pillages every sweet ; Then, suiting the wreath to his lays, He throws it at Phyllis's... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 ページ
...as bright as the snow, And her bosom, be sure, is as cold. How the nightingales labour the strain, & $ strays, And pillages every sweet ; Then suiting the wreath to his lay», He throws it at Phyllis's... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 ページ
...her bosom, be sure, is as cold. How the nightingales labour the strain, Witn the notes of his channer ve fallen upon a recital go eminently painful ; but...theme of poor relationship is replete with so much m strays, And pillages every sweet ; Then suiting the wreath to his lays, He throws it at Phyllis's feet.... | |
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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... 
