A Collection of Poems ...Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1758 |
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... eyes ; Then in wild tumults all my foul was toft , Then reason , liberty , at once were lost : And ev'ry with , and thought , and care was gone , But what my heart employ'd on her alone . Then too fhe fmil'd : can fmiles our peace ...
... eyes ; Then in wild tumults all my foul was toft , Then reason , liberty , at once were lost : And ev'ry with , and thought , and care was gone , But what my heart employ'd on her alone . Then too fhe fmil'd : can fmiles our peace ...
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... eyes firft gaz'd upon the charming maid ; There fhe appear'd , on that aufpicious day , When fwains their sportive rites to Bacchus pay : She led the dance - heav'ns ! with what grace fhe mov'd ! Who cou'd have seen her then , and not ...
... eyes firft gaz'd upon the charming maid ; There fhe appear'd , on that aufpicious day , When fwains their sportive rites to Bacchus pay : She led the dance - heav'ns ! with what grace fhe mov'd ! Who cou'd have seen her then , and not ...
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... eye ! -- I faw their friendly flocks together feed , I faw them hand in hand walk o'er the mead ; eyes Wou'd clos'd my had funk in endless night , Ere I was doom'd to bear that hateful sight ! Where - e'er they pafs'd , be blafted every ...
... eye ! -- I faw their friendly flocks together feed , I faw them hand in hand walk o'er the mead ; eyes Wou'd clos'd my had funk in endless night , Ere I was doom'd to bear that hateful sight ! Where - e'er they pafs'd , be blafted every ...
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... eyes fhall view her fatal charms , No more I'll court the trait'refs to my arms ; Not all her arts my steady soul shall move , And the fhall find that Reason conquers Love.- Scarce had he spoke , when through the lawn below Alone he faw ...
... eyes fhall view her fatal charms , No more I'll court the trait'refs to my arms ; Not all her arts my steady soul shall move , And the fhall find that Reason conquers Love.- Scarce had he spoke , when through the lawn below Alone he faw ...
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... no longer will thy beauties spare , And only Damon's eye fhall think thee fair ; Then may the gentle hand of welcome death , At one soft stroke deprive us both of breath ; May May we beneath one common ftone be laid , And [ 15 ]
... no longer will thy beauties spare , And only Damon's eye fhall think thee fair ; Then may the gentle hand of welcome death , At one soft stroke deprive us both of breath ; May May we beneath one common ftone be laid , And [ 15 ]
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Side 269 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Side 267 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage: Lo! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings: all are men, Condemned alike to groan; The tender for another's pain, Th
Side 79 - Her speech was the melodious voice of Love, Her song the warbling of the vernal grove...
Side 265 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Side 264 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Side 46 - Tell me, my heart, if this be love? If she some other youth commend, Though I was once his fondest friend, His instant enemy I prove: Tell me, my heart, if this be love?
Side 37 - To whom I gave my own harmonious lyre, If high exalted on the Throne of Wit, Near Me and Homer thou afpire to...
Side 70 - VII. Where were ye, Mufes, when relentlefs fate From thefe fond arms your fair difciple tore, From thefe fond arms that vainly ftrove With haplefs...
Side 2 - Damon came, unknowing where he ftray'd, Full of the image of his beauteous maid : His flock far off, unfed, untended lay, To ev'ry favage a defencelefs prey ; No fenfe of int'reft could their matter move, And ev'ry care feem'd trifling now but Love. Awhile in penfive filence he remain'd> But tho...
Side 43 - Seek to be good, but aim not to be great: A woman's noblest station is retreat; Her fairest virtues fly from public sight, Domestic worth, that shuns too strong a light.