The Shorter Poems of the Eighteenth CenturyIolo Aneurin Williams W. Heinemann, Limited, 1923 - 478 sider |
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... Tender Husband " Love below Stairs See also pp . 59-62 and 65 STEPNEY , GEORGE Verses imitated from the French STRAIGHT , THE REV . JOHN The Poet to his False Mistress 82 83 183 184 185 186 58 58 59 5 153 PAGE SWIFT , THE REV . JONATHAN ...
... Tender Husband " Love below Stairs See also pp . 59-62 and 65 STEPNEY , GEORGE Verses imitated from the French STRAIGHT , THE REV . JOHN The Poet to his False Mistress 82 83 183 184 185 186 58 58 59 5 153 PAGE SWIFT , THE REV . JONATHAN ...
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... tender , the innocent pair ; What either did want , he bid either to move , But they wanted nothing but ever to love ; Said ' twas all that to bless them his Godhead could do , If they still might be kind , and they still might be true ...
... tender , the innocent pair ; What either did want , he bid either to move , But they wanted nothing but ever to love ; Said ' twas all that to bless them his Godhead could do , If they still might be kind , and they still might be true ...
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... tender things I swear , Whilst all the house my passion reads , In papers round her baby's hair , She may receive and own my flame , For though the strictest prudes should know it , She'll pass for a most virtuous dame , And I for an ...
... tender things I swear , Whilst all the house my passion reads , In papers round her baby's hair , She may receive and own my flame , For though the strictest prudes should know it , She'll pass for a most virtuous dame , And I for an ...
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... tender break ? O Myra ! give its anguish ease ; The use of beauty you mistake , Not meant to vex , but please . Those lips for smiling were design'd ; That bosom to be prest ; Your eyes to languish , and look kind ; For amorous arms ...
... tender break ? O Myra ! give its anguish ease ; The use of beauty you mistake , Not meant to vex , but please . Those lips for smiling were design'd ; That bosom to be prest ; Your eyes to languish , and look kind ; For amorous arms ...
Side 39
... tender heart ? To gold and title you relent , Love throws in vain his dart . Let glittering fools in courts be great ; For pay , let armies move ; Beauty should have no other bait But gentle vows and love . If on those endless charms ...
... tender heart ? To gold and title you relent , Love throws in vain his dart . Let glittering fools in courts be great ; For pay , let armies move ; Beauty should have no other bait But gentle vows and love . If on those endless charms ...
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Side 54 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 414 - Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; ' Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Side 151 - Hark, they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Side 302 - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the' inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Side 388 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
Side 218 - Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name; I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Side 146 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee; 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
Side 54 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Side 302 - Await alike th' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Side 77 - GOD, our Help in ages past, Our Hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal Home...