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... pleasure that our friends bestow ; " The sex , that wrought in earlier life my woes , " With loss of time , who murder'd my repose , " They to my joys administer , nor vex " Me more ; and now I venerate the sex ; " And boast the ...
... pleasure that our friends bestow ; " The sex , that wrought in earlier life my woes , " With loss of time , who murder'd my repose , " They to my joys administer , nor vex " Me more ; and now I venerate the sex ; " And boast the ...
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... pleasures , except those they blight ; " From whom th ' affrighten'd niece and nephew fly , - " Fear'd while they live , and useless till they die . " Not such these friends of mine ; they never meant " That youth should so be lost , or ...
... pleasures , except those they blight ; " From whom th ' affrighten'd niece and nephew fly , - " Fear'd while they live , and useless till they die . " Not such these friends of mine ; they never meant " That youth should so be lost , or ...
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... pleasure , an avow'd delight ; “ Their neighbours too blew up their passion's fire , " And urged the anger of each rival - squire ; " More still their waspish tempers to inflame , " A party - spirit , friend of anger , came : " Oft ...
... pleasure , an avow'd delight ; “ Their neighbours too blew up their passion's fire , " And urged the anger of each rival - squire ; " More still their waspish tempers to inflame , " A party - spirit , friend of anger , came : " Oft ...
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... pleasure , nor created awe ; " It was the kind of cool contemptuous smile " Of witty persons , overcharged with bile ; " At first he spoke not , nor at last to me— " Well now , and what if such a thing could be ? " What , if the boy ...
... pleasure , nor created awe ; " It was the kind of cool contemptuous smile " Of witty persons , overcharged with bile ; " At first he spoke not , nor at last to me— " Well now , and what if such a thing could be ? " What , if the boy ...
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... pleasure in expecting me . " I now was sixty , but could walk and eat ; 66 My food was pleasant , and my slumbers sweet ; " But what could urge me at a day so late " To think of women ? -my unlucky fate . " It was not sudden ; I had no ...
... pleasure in expecting me . " I now was sixty , but could walk and eat ; 66 My food was pleasant , and my slumbers sweet ; " But what could urge me at a day so late " To think of women ? -my unlucky fate . " It was not sudden ; I had no ...
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afraid answer'd appear'd art thou ask'd Augusta beauty behold bless'd bliss call'd Cecilia charm cold comfort cried curtesy danger dare dear delight disdain ease express'd fair fancied Fanny fate father favourite fear fear'd feel felt fill'd Finch fix'd foes fond gave gentle girl grew grief grieved happy happy day hear heart Henry hope hopes and fears judge kind knew lady live look look'd lover maid marriage mind misery Morden mother neighbours never nymph o'er obey'd once pain pair pass'd passion peace pity pleasant views pleasure poison'd poor possess'd praise pray'd pride raptures Rector resign'd seem'd shame sigh Sir Owen smile sought soul speak spirit spleen spoke strong sure sweet tale talk'd taste tell tender thee thing thou thought told took truth Twas vex'd weak wife wish wish'd words youth
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Side 192 - ... the old. Lost to the tie, grow negligent and cold. Far to the left he saw the huts of men, Half hid in mist, that hung upon the fen ; Before him swallows, gathering for the sea, Took their short flights, and twitter'd on the lea ; And near, the bean-sheaf stood, the harvest done. And slowly blacken'd in the sickly sun ! All these were sad in nature ; or they took Sadness from him, the likeness of his look, And of his mind — he ponder'd for a while, Then met his Fanny with a borrow'd smile.
Side 208 - Then comes the honied breath and rosy smile, That with their sweets the willing sense beguile ; But, as we look, and love, and taste, and praise, And the fruit grows, the charming flower decays ; Till all is gather'd, and the wintry blast ¡Moans o'er the place of love and pleasure past.
Side 96 - And on the ocean slept th' unanchor'd fleet ; When from our garden, as we look'd above, There was no cloud, and nothing seem'd to move ; Then was my friend in ecstasies— she cried, " There is, I feel there is, a world beside ! Martha, dear Martha ! we shall hear not then Of hearts distress'd by good or evil men, But all will constant, tender, faithful be — So had I been, and so had one with me ; But in this world the fondest and the best Are the most tried, most troubled, and distress'd : This...
Side 191 - That evening all in fond discourse was spent, When the sad lover to his chamber went, To think on what had past, to grieve and to repent : Early he rose, and look'd with many a sigh On the red light that fill'd the eastern sky ; Oft had he stood before, alert and gay, To hail the glories of the new-born day : But now dejected, languid, listless, low, He saw the wind upon the water blow, And the cold stream curl'd onward as the gale From the pine-hill blew harshly down the dale ; On the right side...
Side 44 - At a friend's mansion I began to dread " The cold neat parlour, and the gay glazed bed; " At home I felt a more, decided taste, " And must have all things in my order placed; " I ceased to hunt, my horses pleased me less,
Side 191 - When now the young are reared, and when the old, Lost to the tie, grow negligent and cold. Far to the left he saw the huts of men. Half hid in mist, that hung upon the fen; Before him swallows, gathering for the sea, Took their short flights, and...
Side 193 - Regret, uncheck'd by hope, devours his mind ; He feels unhappy, and he grows unkind. ' Fool ! to be taken by a rosy cheek, And eyes that cease to sparkle or to speak ; Fool ! for this child my freedom to resign, When one the glory of her sex was mine ; While from this burthen to my soul I hide, To think what Fate has dealt, and what denied. What fiend possess'd me when I tamely gave My forced assent to be an idiot's slave? Her beauty vanish'd, what for me remains ? Th' eternal clicking of the galling...
Side 191 - Be mine ? " and joy o'er all her features ran ; "I will !" she softly whisper'd ; but the roar Of cannon would not strike his spirit more ; Ev'n as his lips the lawless contract seal'd He felt that conscience lost her sevenfold shield, And honour fled ; but still he spoke of love, And all was joy in the consenting dove. That evening all in fond discourse was spent, When the sad lover to his chamber went, To think on what had...
Side 43 - I rode or walk'd as I was wont before, " But now the bounding spirit was no more ; " A moderate pace would now my body heat, " A walk of moderate length distress my feet.
Side 192 - Lives but t' entreat, implore, resent, accuse ; Jealous and tender, conscious of defects, She merits little, and yet much expects ; She looks for love that now she cannot see, And sighs for joy that never more can be ; On his retirements her complaints intrude...