Selection of Poems ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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... once an aged shepherd's cot , Who scenes of greater splendour scorn'd . Three beauteous daughters bless'd his bed , Who made the little plat their care ; And every sweet by Flora spread , Attentive still they planted there . Once , when ...
... once an aged shepherd's cot , Who scenes of greater splendour scorn'd . Three beauteous daughters bless'd his bed , Who made the little plat their care ; And every sweet by Flora spread , Attentive still they planted there . Once , when ...
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... once enjoy'd the day , Farewell fields of Fontenay ! Anonymous . DAMON AND SILVIA . - SAYS Damon to his sprightly girl To me this prayer be given , To live with thee , angelic fair I ask no more of heaven . An higher boon thy Silvia ...
... once enjoy'd the day , Farewell fields of Fontenay ! Anonymous . DAMON AND SILVIA . - SAYS Damon to his sprightly girl To me this prayer be given , To live with thee , angelic fair I ask no more of heaven . An higher boon thy Silvia ...
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... day , and drear the night . December . Bring more turf , and set the glasses , Join , my friends , our Christmas cheer ; Come a catch ! -and kiss the lasses- Christmas comes but once a year . SONNET TO MRS . G. AH ! why will memory 10.
... day , and drear the night . December . Bring more turf , and set the glasses , Join , my friends , our Christmas cheer ; Come a catch ! -and kiss the lasses- Christmas comes but once a year . SONNET TO MRS . G. AH ! why will memory 10.
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... , Smiles which to me are due , Mary ! Then , dear deceiver ! this shall be My last , my long adieu ! For since you fly from love and me , I'll scorn to follow you , Mary ! C Though for no other I can prove , What once 17 To Mary.
... , Smiles which to me are due , Mary ! Then , dear deceiver ! this shall be My last , my long adieu ! For since you fly from love and me , I'll scorn to follow you , Mary ! C Though for no other I can prove , What once 17 To Mary.
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Though for no other I can prove , What once I felt for you ; " Tis hard to lose the joys of love , And not its anguish too , Mary ! Though all those hopes my heart forsake , Which from your smiles . it drew ; Yet shall that heart in ...
Though for no other I can prove , What once I felt for you ; " Tis hard to lose the joys of love , And not its anguish too , Mary ! Though all those hopes my heart forsake , Which from your smiles . it drew ; Yet shall that heart in ...
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第 253 頁 - A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. ' A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
第 97 頁 - Content I live, this is my stay; I seek no more than may suffice; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look, what I lack my mind supplies. Lo, thus I triumph like a king, Content with that my mind doth bring.
第 93 頁 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend ; This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
第 392 頁 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
第 254 頁 - 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.
第 259 頁 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
第 93 頁 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
第 297 頁 - Let wind and weather do its worst, Be you to us but kind, Let Dutchmen vapour, Spaniards curse, No sorrow we shall find : ' Tis then no matter how things go. Or who's our friend or who's our foe.
第 338 頁 - No, Sir ; there is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn.
第 98 頁 - Some have too much, yet still do crave; I little have, and seek no more. They are but poor, though much they have, And I am rich with little store; They poor, I rich; they beg, I give; They lack, I leave; they pine, I live. I laugh not at another's loss, I grudge not at another's gain...