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" I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd me before; But now they are past, and I sigh ; And I grieve that I priz'd them no more. "
The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical - Страница 121
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The Scots Magazine, Том 26

1764 - 796 страници
...dreamt of my vines May I lofc both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd me before; But now they arc pad, and I figh ; And I grieve that I priz'd them no more. But why do I languid) in vain ? Why...

A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1755 - 378 страници
...dreamt of my vine ; May I lofe both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd...and I figh; And I grieve that I priz'd them no more. IV. But why do I languifh in vain ? Why wander thus penfively here ? Oh! why did I come from the plain,...

A Collection of Poems ...

Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 384 страници
...dreamt of my vine ; May I lofe both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd...I figh ; And I grieve that I priz'd them no more. IV. But why do I languifh in vain ? Why wander thus penfively here ? Oh ! why did I come from the plain....

The canary bird or, Gentlemen and lady's polite amusement

Canary bird - 1760 - 362 страници
...crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine: I priz'd ev'ry hoar that went by Beyond all that hadpleas'd me before; But now they are paft, and I figh ; . And...I grieve that I priz'd them no more. But why do I grieve thus in vain ? Why wander thus penfively here? Oh! why did I come from the plain, Where I fed...

The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone, Esq;: I. Elegies on ...

William Shenstone - 1764 - 376 страници
...dreamt of my vine ; May I lofe both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd...I grieve that I priz'd them no more. But why do I languifh in vain ? Why wander thus penfively here ? Oh ! why did I come from the plain, Where I fed...

The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone, Esq;: I. Elegies on ...

William Shenstone - 1764 - 386 страници
...dreamt of my vine ; May I lofe both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd...I grieve that I priz'd them no more. But why do I languifli in vain ? Why wander thus penfively here ? Oh ! why did I come from the plain, Where I fed...

The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone, Esq;: I. Elegies on ...

William Shenstone - 1764 - 376 страници
...dreamt of my vine ; May I lofe both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd me before i But now they are paft, and I figh ; And I grieve that I priz'd them no more. But why do Ilanguifh...

Elegies on several occasions. Odes, songs, ballads, &c. Levities; or, Pieces ...

William Shenstone - 1765 - 510 страници
...vine ; May I lofe both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. M 4 I pria'd I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd...I grieve that I priz'd them no more. But why do I languifti in vain i Why wander thus penfively here ? Oh ! why did I come from the plain, Where I fed...

A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Том 4

1765 - 414 страници
...dreamt of my vine ; May I lofe both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd...I figh ; And I grieve that I priz'd them no more. IV. But why do I languifh in vain ? Why wander thus penfively here ? . Oh ! why did I come from the...

A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies ...

Collection - 1765 - 418 страници
...dreamt of my vine ; May I lofe both my pipe and my crook, If I knew of a kid that was mine. I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd me before; But now they are paft, and I flgh . And I grieve that I priz'd them no more. IV. But why do I languim in vain ? Why wander thus...




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