The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volum 71804 |
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Side 5
... once a week " Old - England pinch you till you squeak ; " That ribbald Pamphlets do pursue you , " And lies and murmurs , to undo you . " With every foe that Worth procures , " And only Virtue's friends be Yours . " O DE то GARR RRICK ...
... once a week " Old - England pinch you till you squeak ; " That ribbald Pamphlets do pursue you , " And lies and murmurs , to undo you . " With every foe that Worth procures , " And only Virtue's friends be Yours . " O DE то GARR RRICK ...
Side 8
... once the humbleft of her slaves , And often had confefs'd the dart Her eyes had lodg'd within his heart : That the , as ' twas her conftant fashion , Made great diverfion of his paffion ; Which fet his blood in fuch a ferment , As feem ...
... once the humbleft of her slaves , And often had confefs'd the dart Her eyes had lodg'd within his heart : That the , as ' twas her conftant fashion , Made great diverfion of his paffion ; Which fet his blood in fuch a ferment , As feem ...
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... once in twenty years , A couple to your temple bears . The wretches , whom your office blends , Silenus now , or Plutus fends ; Hence care , and bitterness , and strife Are common to the nuptial life . Believe me ; more than all mankind ...
... once in twenty years , A couple to your temple bears . The wretches , whom your office blends , Silenus now , or Plutus fends ; Hence care , and bitterness , and strife Are common to the nuptial life . Believe me ; more than all mankind ...
Side 12
... once they deck'd , Whence this forgetfulness of dress ? Pray , madam , are you marry'd ? Yes . Nay , then indeed the wonder ceases , No matter now how loose your dress is ; The end is won , your fortune's made , Your fifter now may take ...
... once they deck'd , Whence this forgetfulness of dress ? Pray , madam , are you marry'd ? Yes . Nay , then indeed the wonder ceases , No matter now how loose your dress is ; The end is won , your fortune's made , Your fifter now may take ...
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... once ' twas paid . And will you then this wealth conceal ; For age to ruft , or time to steal ? The fummer of your youth to rove , A ftranger to the joys of love ? Then , when life's winter haftens on , And youth's fair heritage is gone ...
... once ' twas paid . And will you then this wealth conceal ; For age to ruft , or time to steal ? The fummer of your youth to rove , A ftranger to the joys of love ? Then , when life's winter haftens on , And youth's fair heritage is gone ...
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Amyntor beauty behold beneath bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft charms defire diftant DIONE ECLOGUE erft ev'n eyes FABLE facred fafe faid fair fame fate fcene fcorn fecret feek feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhine fhore fhould fide figh fing fire firft fkies flain flame fleep fmile foft fome fong fons foon forrow foul fpread fpring ftill ftream fuch fure fwain fweet fwell grace grove guife hand heart heaven honour hour juft laft lefs loft lov'd LYCIDAS lyre maid mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion pain PARTHENIA plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reafon reft rife rofe round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſky ſtate ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou toil tongue train Twas vale vex'd virtue whofe whoſe youth
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Side 278 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Side 276 - 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 281 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that...
Side 60 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge And sheds the freshening dew, and lovelier still The pensive Pleasures sweet Prepare thy shadowy car.
Side 278 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Side 279 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Side 278 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Side 282 - Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail ; The famish'd eagle screams, and passes by. Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a...
Side 278 - To thee he gave the heavenly birth, And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged Nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
Side 68 - The royal lover bore her from the plain ; Yet still her crook and bleating flock remain: Oft, as she went, she backward turn'd her view, And bade that crook and bleating flock adieu. Fair, happy maid ! to other...