Poems on Several Occasions: By ShakespeareA. Murden, R. Newton, T. Davidson, C. Anderson, W. Nelson, and S. Paterson, 1760 - 250 страници |
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... lips with loathed fatiety , But rather famish them amid their plenty ; Making them red and pale with fresh variety : Ten kiffes fhort as one , one long as twenty . A fummer's day will seem an hour but short , Being wafted in fuch time ...
... lips with loathed fatiety , But rather famish them amid their plenty ; Making them red and pale with fresh variety : Ten kiffes fhort as one , one long as twenty . A fummer's day will seem an hour but short , Being wafted in fuch time ...
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... lips : And kiffing speaks , with luftful language broken , If thou wilt chide , thy lips fhall never open . He burns with bashful fhame ; fhe , with her tears , Doth quench the maiden burning of her cheeks : Then with her windy fighs ...
... lips : And kiffing speaks , with luftful language broken , If thou wilt chide , thy lips fhall never open . He burns with bashful fhame ; fhe , with her tears , Doth quench the maiden burning of her cheeks : Then with her windy fighs ...
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... lips were ready for his pay , He winks ; and turns his lips another way . Never did paffenger , in fummer's heat , More thirst for drink , than fhe for this good turn ; Her help ... lips with those fair lips of thine 6 VENUS and A D ́O NIs .
... lips were ready for his pay , He winks ; and turns his lips another way . Never did paffenger , in fummer's heat , More thirst for drink , than fhe for this good turn ; Her help ... lips with those fair lips of thine 6 VENUS and A D ́O NIs .
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... lips on lips , fince eyes on eyes ? Art thou afham'd to kifs ? then wink again , And I will wink , fo fhall the day feem night , Love keeps his revels , where there be but twain ; Be bold to play , our fport is not in fight : These blue ...
... lips on lips , fince eyes on eyes ? Art thou afham'd to kifs ? then wink again , And I will wink , fo fhall the day feem night , Love keeps his revels , where there be but twain ; Be bold to play , our fport is not in fight : These blue ...
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... lips the worfe for one poor kiss ? Speak fair : but speak fair words , or else be mute : Give me one kifs , I'll give it thee again , And one for intreft , if thou wilt have twain . Fie , lifeless pidure , cold and fenfeless stone ...
... lips the worfe for one poor kiss ? Speak fair : but speak fair words , or else be mute : Give me one kifs , I'll give it thee again , And one for intreft , if thou wilt have twain . Fie , lifeless pidure , cold and fenfeless stone ...
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Adonis againſt bear beauty beauty's beft behold beſt blood breaſt breath cheeks Colatine dead dear death defire doft thou doth excufe eyes face faid fair falfe falſe fame fear feek feem feen fhadow fhall fhame fhew fhould fhow fighs fight filly fing fire flain fleep flower fome forrow foul ftain ftand ftate ftill ftrive ftrong fuch fweet grace grief hath heart heaven herſelf himſelf honour kifs laft lips live looks love's Lucrece luft Menelaus moſt mufe muft muſt myſelf night pleaſe pleaſure poor praife praiſe prefent Priam quoth fhe reafon reft rofe ſay Sextus Tarquinius ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſtill ſuch ſweet Tarquin tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thought thouſand thro thyself tongue treaſure true unto uſe weep Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wilt wound yourſelf youth
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Страница 127 - For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see; Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly...
Страница 111 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store ; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay ; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Страница 157 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving?
Страница 176 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad: Mad in pursuit and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before a joy proposed; behind a dream.
Страница 245 - And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields ; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's Spring, but sorrow's Fall.
Страница 152 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Страница 130 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Страница 44 - The warrant I have of your Honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours, what I have to do is yours, being part in all I have devoted yours.
Страница 117 - And, all in war with time, for love of you, As he takes from you, I engraft you new.
Страница 245 - 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.