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" Come, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the sports of love. Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain. Suns that set may rise again: But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual... "
The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs ... ... - Страница 205
1729
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The Quintessence of English Poetry, Or, a Collection of All the Beautiful ...

William Oldys - 1740 - 348 страници
...With willing fport, to the wild ocean. Slid. Come, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the fports of love ; Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, oar good will fever : Spend not then his gifts in vain; Suns that fet, may rife again : But if once...

Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays

John Bell - 1780 - 436 страници
...graceful gefture, note, and footing. 'SONG.' Come, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the fports of love ; ' Time will not be ours for ever, ' He,...fever. ' Spend not then his gifts in vain ; ' Suns that f« may rile again : ' 4 But But if once we lofe this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night. Why fhould...

Specimens of the Early English Poets, Том 1

George Ellis - 1790 - 346 страници
...Ihuts my eye, And now, oh now, BEN JONSON. SONG. COME, my CeHa, let us prove, While we may, the fweets of love; Time will not be ours for ever, He at length...Suns that fet may rife again; But if once we lofe the light, 'Tis with us perpetual night. Why fhould we defer our joys? Fame and rumour are but toys...

The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical ...

Robert Anderson - 1795 - 912 страници
...in my bofom, and at home. V. Su>s. T» Ctlia. COME, my Cclia, let us prove, While we may, the fports of love ; Time will not be ours for ever : He at length...fet, may rife again : But if once we lofe this light, ' J'is with us perpetual night. Why fhou!d we defer our joys ? Fame and rumour are but toys. Cannot...

Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is ..., Том 2

English poets - 1801 - 382 страници
...JONSON, Born in 1574, and died in 1637. SONG. C/OME, my Celia, let us prove, While we may, the sweets of love ; Time will not be ours for ever, He at length our good will sever ; Spend not then his gifts in vaio, Suns that set may rise again ; But if once we lose the light,...

Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an ..., Том 1

George Ellis - 1803 - 468 страници
...in 1574, and died in 103". SONG. [From " The Forest."] COME, ray Celia, let us prove, While we may, the sports of love ; Time will not be ours for ever, He at lengthwur good will sever : Spend not then his gifts in vain ! Suns that set may rise again ; But if...

The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].

Lyre - 1806 - 208 страници
...perplexed lie, Let who will think us dead, or wish our death! COME, my CELIA, let us prove, While we may, the sports of love! Time will not be ours for ever ; He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not, then, his gifts in vain, Suns may set, may rise again; But if once we lose this light,...

Specimens of the British Poets ...

British poets - 1809 - 512 страници
...your time in vain. JONSON. SONG. /"1OME, my Celia, let us prove, ^ While we may, the sweets oflove; Time will not be ours for ever, He at length our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain, Suns that set may rise again ; But if once we lose the light,...

The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the ..., Том 5

Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 страници
...mistris pleases ; Yea fright all aches from your bones ? Here 'sa med'cine for the nones. XII. Com, my Celia, let us prove, While we can the sports of...will not be ours for ever, He at length our good will sever; Spend not thou his gifts In vaine. Sunnes that set may rise againe: But if once we lose this...

The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Том 5

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 страници
...are, Here in my bosome, and at home. V. SONG. COME, my Celia, let us prove, While we may, the snorts of love ; Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever. Spend not then his gifts in vaine. Sunnes, that set, may rise againe : But, if once we loose...




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