Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical MeritR.H. Evans, 1810 - 352 страници |
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... late you would repent Chloe brisk and gay appears 151 216 219 213 Chloe's the wonder of her sex 211 Chloris yourself you so excel 237 Come all ye youths whose hearts e'er bled 137 Come gentle god of soft repose 253 Come here fond youth ...
... late you would repent Chloe brisk and gay appears 151 216 219 213 Chloe's the wonder of her sex 211 Chloris yourself you so excel 237 Come all ye youths whose hearts e'er bled 137 Come gentle god of soft repose 253 Come here fond youth ...
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... Late when love I seem'd to slight Let not love on me bestow Let the ambitious favor find Love and folly were at play Love's a dream of mighty treasure Love's but the frailty of the mind Mistaken fair , lay Sherlock by Mortals learn your ...
... Late when love I seem'd to slight Let not love on me bestow Let the ambitious favor find Love and folly were at play Love's a dream of mighty treasure Love's but the frailty of the mind Mistaken fair , lay Sherlock by Mortals learn your ...
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... midnight mourner stray'd . : His cheeks , where love with beauty glow'd , A deadly pale o'ercast ; So fades the fresh rose in its prime , Before the northern blast . The parents now , with late remorse , Hung o'er PASTORAL SONGS . 75.
... midnight mourner stray'd . : His cheeks , where love with beauty glow'd , A deadly pale o'ercast ; So fades the fresh rose in its prime , Before the northern blast . The parents now , with late remorse , Hung o'er PASTORAL SONGS . 75.
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... late remorse , Hung o'er his dying bed , And wearied heav'n with fruitless pray'rs , And fruitless sorrows shed . ' Tis past , he cried , but , if your souls Sweet mercy yet can move , Let these dim eyes once more behold What they must ...
... late remorse , Hung o'er his dying bed , And wearied heav'n with fruitless pray'rs , And fruitless sorrows shed . ' Tis past , he cried , but , if your souls Sweet mercy yet can move , Let these dim eyes once more behold What they must ...
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... late that men betray , What charm can sooth her melancholy ? What art can wash her guilt away ? * The only art her guilt to cover , To hide her shame from every eye . To give repentance to her lover , And wring his bosom , is to die ...
... late that men betray , What charm can sooth her melancholy ? What art can wash her guilt away ? * The only art her guilt to cover , To hide her shame from every eye . To give repentance to her lover , And wring his bosom , is to die ...
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amorous Amynta Anacreon anguish beau mille beauty beauty's blest bliss bloom bosom breast bright Celia charms cheek Chloe Chloris CONGREVE cried cruel Cupid Damon dart dear delight despair e'er ease epigram ev'ry eyes face fair fancy fate fear flame folly fond gentle give Glastonbury thorn grace grove happy heart hope Hudibras kind kiss ladies lips live Lochinvar lov'd lover lyre Lyric Lyric poetry maid melting valued mind move nature ne'er never nightingale nymph o'er Oenone pain passion Phillips Phyllis piece pity plain pleasure poetical poetry R. B. SHERIDAN racter rose Sappho scorn shade shepherd sigh sigh'd sing smiles SOAME JENYNS soft soul surprise swain sweet taste tears tell tender thee thine thou thought thro touch of joy trembling true turn Twas vex'd vows wanton witty Xanthe young youth
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Страница 233 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Страница 47 - More trifling still than they. " And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Страница 274 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Страница 309 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Страница 269 - I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. "O haste thee, haste!
Страница 235 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Страница 254 - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Страница 142 - TO fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing Spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove, But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.
Страница 45 - Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here, to the houseless child of want, My door is open still ; And, though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will " Then turn to-night, and freely share Whate'er my cell bestows ; My rushy couch, and frugal fare, My blessing and repose.
Страница 253 - And it seem'd, to a fanciful view, To weep for the buds it had left with regret, On the flourishing bush where it grew. I hastily seized it, unfit as it was For a nosegay, so dripping and drown'd, And swinging it rudely, too rudely, alas ! I snapp'd it, it fell to the ground. And such...