The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 4 |
Между кориците на книгата
Резултати 1 - 5 от 49.
Страница 2
Cong'ring weakness ! wish'd - for pain ! Man's chief glory and confusion , Of all
vanity most vain ! Thus , deriding beauty's pow'r , Bevil call'd it all a cheat ; Cut in
less than half an hour , Kneeld and whind at Cælia's feet . Ne 99 No Time like the
...
Cong'ring weakness ! wish'd - for pain ! Man's chief glory and confusion , Of all
vanity most vain ! Thus , deriding beauty's pow'r , Bevil call'd it all a cheat ; Cut in
less than half an hour , Kneeld and whind at Cælia's feet . Ne 99 No Time like the
...
Страница 9
The pains that invade me I never will tell , Lest the world should upbraid me With
loving too well . If my truth cannot move , No fondness I'll show ; Tis enough that I
love , And too much he thould know , To To a Toung LADY Weeping .
The pains that invade me I never will tell , Lest the world should upbraid me With
loving too well . If my truth cannot move , No fondness I'll show ; Tis enough that I
love , And too much he thould know , To To a Toung LADY Weeping .
Страница 10
B В EHOLD the skilful artist's hand , Controuls our passions at command , And
with a single note impart , Or pain or pleasure to the beart : Or , what e'en
contradiction seems , Blend and unite these two extreams ; And by a fadly
pleasing strain ...
B В EHOLD the skilful artist's hand , Controuls our passions at command , And
with a single note impart , Or pain or pleasure to the beart : Or , what e'en
contradiction seems , Blend and unite these two extreams ; And by a fadly
pleasing strain ...
Страница 21
C Α Ν Τ Α Τ Α . K INDLY , fate , at length release me , Life has nothing now can
please me , Since Corinna flights my pain : Hope a while may make us languish ,
And indulge the flatt'ring anguish , But despair foon breaks the chain . Thus to his
...
C Α Ν Τ Α Τ Α . K INDLY , fate , at length release me , Life has nothing now can
please me , Since Corinna flights my pain : Hope a while may make us languish ,
And indulge the flatt'ring anguish , But despair foon breaks the chain . Thus to his
...
Страница 29
Ah ! no , ' tis love , ' tis now too plain , I feel , I feel the pleasing pain ; For who e'er
faw bright Sylvia's eyes , But with'd , and long'd , and was her prize ? Gods ! if the
truest must be bleit , Oh , let her be by me pofleft ! D 3 Tle The Ecstatick Lover .
Ah ! no , ' tis love , ' tis now too plain , I feel , I feel the pleasing pain ; For who e'er
faw bright Sylvia's eyes , But with'd , and long'd , and was her prize ? Gods ! if the
truest must be bleit , Oh , let her be by me pofleft ! D 3 Tle The Ecstatick Lover .
Какво казват хората - Напишете рецензия
Не намерихме рецензии на обичайните места.
Други издания - Преглед на всички
Често срещани думи и фрази
appear arms beauty bleſſing bloom boys breaſt bright charms Cloe comes cou'd creature Cupid dart dear delight Derry deſpair diſdain drink eyes face fair fate fear fighs fire firſt give glaſs grace grove grow hand Happy head hear heart hope hour I'll kind lady leave live London look lord loſe lov'd lover maid meet mind Molly moſt move muſt nature ne'er never night nymph o'er once pain paſſion plain play pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r pride prove reaſon roſe round ſay ſee ſhall ſhe ſhepherd ſhou'd ſing ſmiling ſoft ſome ſtill Strephon ſuch ſwain ſweet tell tender thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought thro took treaſure true Twas vain voice whoſe wine wiſe wiſh wou'd wound young youth
Популярни откъси
Страница 1 - For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part ? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone...
Страница 156 - AWAY, let nought to love displeasing, My Winifreda, move your care ; Let nought delay the heavenly blessing, Nor squeamish pride, nor gloomy fear. What tho...
Страница 157 - How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung! To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue! And when with envy time transported Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Страница 123 - If I would not give up the three Graces, I wish I were hang'd like a dog, And at court all the drawingroom faces, For a glance of my sweet Molly Mog.
Страница 48 - Ah Colin! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone: Nor thou, fond maid, receive his...
Страница 48 - Nor think him all thy own. To-morrow, in the church to wed, Impatient, both prepare ! But know, fond maid ; and know, false man, That Lucy will be there!
Страница 147 - And for the guests that were to dine, Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair, Near Comus, Jocus plac'd ; For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast.
Страница 112 - And wish me better sped, Flat as a flounder when I lie, And as a herring dead. Sure as a gun she'll drop a tear, And sigh, perhaps, and wish, When I am rotten as a pear, And mute as any fish.
Страница 102 - THE last time I came o'er the moor, I left my love behind me : Ye pow'rs ! what pain do I endure, When soft ideas mind me : Soon as the ruddy morn display'd The beaming day ensuing, I met betimes my lovely maid In fit retreats for wooing.
Страница 49 - When, stretch'd before her rival's corse, She saw her husband dead. Then to his Lucy's new-made grave, Convey'd by trembling swains, One mould with her, beneath one sod, For ever he remains.
Библиография
| Заглавие | The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs, Том 4 The Hive: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Songs |
| Издание | 3 |
| Издател | J. Walthoe, 1732 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 10 юли 2007 |
| Експортиране на описанието | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |