A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, Том 2Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 |
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... whose reed beneath the beechen shade , The Nymphs of Thames a pleas'd attention paid ; While yet thy Mufe , content with humbler praise , Warbled in Windfor's grove her fylvan lays ; A 3 Though Though now fublimely borne on Homer's wing ...
... whose reed beneath the beechen shade , The Nymphs of Thames a pleas'd attention paid ; While yet thy Mufe , content with humbler praise , Warbled in Windfor's grove her fylvan lays ; A 3 Though Though now fublimely borne on Homer's wing ...
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... Whose pendent fhades o'erlook'd a filver flood , Young Damon came , unknowing where he stray'd , Full of the image of his beauteous maid : His flock far off , unfed , untended lay , To every favage a defenceless prey ; No fenfe of int ...
... Whose pendent fhades o'erlook'd a filver flood , Young Damon came , unknowing where he stray'd , Full of the image of his beauteous maid : His flock far off , unfed , untended lay , To every favage a defenceless prey ; No fenfe of int ...
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... Whose faireft hopes destroy'd and blasted lie , Feels not so keen a pang of grief as I. Ah ! how have I deserv'd , inhuman maid , To have my faithful fervice thus repay'd ? Were all the marks of kindness I receiv'd , But dreams of joy ...
... Whose faireft hopes destroy'd and blasted lie , Feels not so keen a pang of grief as I. Ah ! how have I deserv'd , inhuman maid , To have my faithful fervice thus repay'd ? Were all the marks of kindness I receiv'd , But dreams of joy ...
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... whose power no ties have strength to bind : Has he , like me , with long obedience strove Το conquer your disdain , and merit love ? Has he with transport every fimile ador'd , And dy'd with grief at each ungentle word ? Ah , no ! the ...
... whose power no ties have strength to bind : Has he , like me , with long obedience strove Το conquer your disdain , and merit love ? Has he with transport every fimile ador'd , And dy'd with grief at each ungentle word ? Ah , no ! the ...
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... Whose guiding judgment gives me skill to fing ; Though far unequal to thofe polish'd strains , With which thy Congreve charm'd the lift'ning plains , Yet fhall its music please thy partial ear , And footh thy breaft with thoughts that ...
... Whose guiding judgment gives me skill to fing ; Though far unequal to thofe polish'd strains , With which thy Congreve charm'd the lift'ning plains , Yet fhall its music please thy partial ear , And footh thy breaft with thoughts that ...
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Страница 385 - ... second : If twice four verses were but fairly reckon'd I should turn back on the hardest part, and laugh. Thus far with good success I think I've scribbled, And of twice seven lines have clear got o'er ten. Courage ! Another'll finish the first triplet ; Thanks to the muse, my work begins to shorten, There's thirteen lines got through, driblet by driblet, 'Tis done!
Страница 325 - Hours, Fair Venus' train, appear, Disclose the long-expecting flowers And wake the purple year! The attic warbler pours her throat Responsive to the cuckoo's note, The untaught harmony of Spring: While, whispering pleasure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs thro' the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling.
Страница 47 - To whom I gave my own harmonious lyre, If high exalted on the Throne of Wit, Near Me and Homer thou afpire to...