The Poetical Works of John Gay, Volum 2Little, Brown, 1854 |
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... maid : Smooth flattery in her softer hours applied , The surest charm to bend the force of pride ; But still unmov'd remains the scornful dame , Insults her captive , and derides his flame . When Strephon saw his vows dispers'd in air ...
... maid : Smooth flattery in her softer hours applied , The surest charm to bend the force of pride ; But still unmov'd remains the scornful dame , Insults her captive , and derides his flame . When Strephon saw his vows dispers'd in air ...
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... the yielding air , And gales , till then unknown , play round the fair . Unhappy Lovers ! how will you withstand , When these new arms shall grace your charmer's hand ? In ancient times , when maids in thought were pure THE FAN . 9.
... the yielding air , And gales , till then unknown , play round the fair . Unhappy Lovers ! how will you withstand , When these new arms shall grace your charmer's hand ? In ancient times , when maids in thought were pure THE FAN . 9.
Side 10
John Gay. In ancient times , when maids in thought were pure , When eyes were artless , and the look demure , When the wide ruff the well - turn'd neck enclos'd , And heaving breasts within the stays repos'd , When the close hood conceal ...
John Gay. In ancient times , when maids in thought were pure , When eyes were artless , and the look demure , When the wide ruff the well - turn'd neck enclos'd , And heaving breasts within the stays repos'd , When the close hood conceal ...
Side 11
... maid . Should you the wardrobe's magazine rehearse , And glossy manteaus rustle in thy verse ; Should you the rich brocaded suit unfold , Where rising flowers grow stiff with frosted gold , The dazzled Muse would from her subject stray ...
... maid . Should you the wardrobe's magazine rehearse , And glossy manteaus rustle in thy verse ; Should you the rich brocaded suit unfold , Where rising flowers grow stiff with frosted gold , The dazzled Muse would from her subject stray ...
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... maids ! and then each swain be- lieve ; They're Trojans all , and vow but to deceive . " ' Here draw none in the lonely grove , Where Paris first betray'd her into love : Let wither'd garlands hang on every bough , Which the false youth ...
... maids ! and then each swain be- lieve ; They're Trojans all , and vow but to deceive . " ' Here draw none in the lonely grove , Where Paris first betray'd her into love : Let wither'd garlands hang on every bough , Which the false youth ...
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ACIS amorous amorous song arms Astolpho beauty beneath Blouzelind boast bosom Bowzybeus breast bright Buxoma charms cheek Chloe confest cries crown'd dame damsel Daphnis DORIS dreadful ECLOGUE Ev'n eyes fair faithless fame fate fear flame flies flow gold Goltho Gondibert grace grove hand haste hath hear heart heel I three lass lips lonely grove lord lovers Lubberkin maid mark the ground MELAN morn mourn Muse ne'er night numbers nymph o'er passion penknife pinners plain pleas'd POLYPH POLYPHEMUS praise pride Quadrille rais'd rose round rove shade sharp heel shepherd shine Sigebert sighs sing smiles soft song sorrow soul sound sprite Straight strains sung swain sweet Molly swell tears thee thou three times mark tongue trembling turn me thrice Twas Ulfinore verse Virg virgin vows wanton ween wind wood youth
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Side 31 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Side 56 - As peasecods once I pluck'd, I chanc'd to see, One that was closely fill'd with three times three, Which when I cropp'd I safely home convey'd, And o'er the door the spell in secret laid ; My wheel...
Side 54 - Last Valentine, the day when birds of kind Their paramours with mutual chirpings find, I early rose, just at the break of day, Before the sun had chased the stars away; Afield I went, amid the morning dew, To milk my kine (for so should huswives do): Thee first I spied, and the first swain we see, In spite of fortune, shall our true love be.
Side 58 - twas night ; My purse grew heavy, and my basket light. Straight to the 'pothecary's shop I went, And in love-powder all my money spent : Behap what will, next Sunday, after prayers, "When to the alehouse Lubberkin repairs, These golden flies into his mug I'll throw, And soon the swain with fervent love shall glow. * With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.
Side 52 - I'll speed me to the pond, where the high stool On the long plank hangs o'er the muddy pool, That stool, the dread of every scolding quean ; — Yet sure a lover should not die so mean!
Side 163 - Oh ! where shall I my true love find ? Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true, If my sweet William sails among the crew?
Side 128 - Fishes and fowls deliciously unite, To feast at once the taste, the smell, and sight : So, Bernard ! must a miscellany be Compounded of all kinds of poetry ; The Muses' olio, which all tastes may fit, And treat each reader with his darling wit.
Side 139 - The milk-maid (thoughtless of her future shame) With smacking lip shall raise his guilty flame; The dairy, barn, the hay-loft and the grove Shall oft' be conscious of their stolen love.
Side 55 - Two hazel nuts I threw into the flame, And to each nut I gave a sweetheart's name ; This with the loudest bounce me sore amaz'd, That in a flame of brightest colour blaz'd. As blaz'd the nut, so may thy passion grow ; For 'twas thy nut that did so brightly glow.
Side 55 - I seiz'd the vermin, home I quickly sped, And on the hearth the milk-white embers spread. Slow crawl'd the snail, and if I right can spell, In the soft ashes mark'da curious L : Oh, may this wondrous omen lucky prove ! For L is found in Lubberkin and Love.