The Beauties of Ancient Poetry: Intended as a Companion to the Beauties of English PoetryE. Newbery and J. Wallis, 1794 - 204 sider |
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... beauty bright or force of love . I wish not what I have at will , I wander not to feck for more , I like the plaine , I clime no hill , In greatest ftorme I fit on fhore , And laugh at those that toile in vaine To get that must be loft ...
... beauty bright or force of love . I wish not what I have at will , I wander not to feck for more , I like the plaine , I clime no hill , In greatest ftorme I fit on fhore , And laugh at those that toile in vaine To get that must be loft ...
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... beauty both unite , Should find no leman kind . For lo ! even as the fiend did fay , The fex have found it to this day , That men are wondrous fcant : Here's beauty , wit , and fenfe combin'd , With all that's good and virtuous join'd ...
... beauty both unite , Should find no leman kind . For lo ! even as the fiend did fay , The fex have found it to this day , That men are wondrous fcant : Here's beauty , wit , and fenfe combin'd , With all that's good and virtuous join'd ...
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... Fair Annet fhe has gat nane ; And the little beauty fair Annet haes , O it wull foon be gane ! And he has till his brother gane : Now brother H 3 SELECT ANCIENT POEMS . 77 LORD THOMAS AND FAIR ANNET A Scottish Ballad.
... Fair Annet fhe has gat nane ; And the little beauty fair Annet haes , O it wull foon be gane ! And he has till his brother gane : Now brother H 3 SELECT ANCIENT POEMS . 77 LORD THOMAS AND FAIR ANNET A Scottish Ballad.
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... beauty with her band , These croked cares hath wrought , And fhipped me into the lande , From whence I firft was brought . And ye that byde behinde , Have ye none other truft : As ye of clay wer caft by kinde , So fhall ye waft to dust ...
... beauty with her band , These croked cares hath wrought , And fhipped me into the lande , From whence I firft was brought . And ye that byde behinde , Have ye none other truft : As ye of clay wer caft by kinde , So fhall ye waft to dust ...
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... beauty could his youth withstand , Such beauty fo array'd ? O Ah , no ! her charms , by Virtue dreft SELECT ANCIENT POEMS . 145.
... beauty could his youth withstand , Such beauty fo array'd ? O Ah , no ! her charms , by Virtue dreft SELECT ANCIENT POEMS . 145.
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Side 41 - The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Side 83 - Lord Thomas was buried without kirkwa, Fair Annet within the quiere, And o the tane thair grew a birk, The other a bonny briere. And ay they grew, and ay they threw, As they wad faine be neare; And by this ye may ken right weil 'They were twa luvers deare.
Side 41 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle...
Side 42 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.
Side 102 - As there had been none such. My Muse doth not delight Me as she did before; My hand and pen are not in plight, As they have been of yore. For reason me denies This youthly idle rhyme; And day by day to me she cries, "Leave off these toys in time.
Side 53 - His cheek was redder than the rose ; The comeliest youth was he ; But he is dead and laid in his grave ; Alas, and woe is me ! " " Sigh no more, lady, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea and one on land, To one thing constant never...
Side 196 - AN old song made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman, who had a great estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate ; Like an old courtier of the queen's, And the queen's old courtier.
Side 80 - No, I will tak my mither's counsel, And marrie me owt o hand;' And I will tak the nut-browne bride, Fair Annet may leive the land." Up then rose Fair Annet's father, Twa hours or it wer day, And he is gane into the bower Wherein Fair Annet lay. "Rise up, rise up, Fair Annet," he says, "Put on your silken sheene; Let us gae to St.
Side 46 - For whereas twenty men were wont To wait with bended knee: She gave allowance but to ten, And after scarce to three; Nay, one she thought too much for him; So took she all away, In hope that in her court, good king, He would no longer stay. Am I rewarded thus, quoth he, In giving all I have Unto my children, and to beg For what I lately gave?
Side 197 - With an old falconer, huntsman, and a kennel of hounds, That never hawked, nor hunted, but in his own grounds, Who, like a wise man, kept himself within his own bounds, And when he dyed gave every child a thousand good pounds; Like an old courtier, &c.