A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Том 1 |
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V . Three times all in the dead of night , A bell was heard to ring ; And at her
window , shrieking thrice , The raven flap ' d his wing . VI . Full well the love - lorn
maiden knew The folemn - boding sound , . And thus in dying words bespoke
The ...
V . Three times all in the dead of night , A bell was heard to ring ; And at her
window , shrieking thrice , The raven flap ' d his wing . VI . Full well the love - lorn
maiden knew The folemn - boding sound , . And thus in dying words bespoke
The ...
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Or love to party had seduc ' d my mind , In female joys I took a dull delight , Slept
all the morn , and punted half the night : But now , with fears and public cares
poffessid , The church , the church , for - ever breaks my rest . The post - boy on
my ...
Or love to party had seduc ' d my mind , In female joys I took a dull delight , Slept
all the morn , and punted half the night : But now , with fears and public cares
poffessid , The church , the church , for - ever breaks my rest . The post - boy on
my ...
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... to me alone within , Her night - gown faften ' d with a single pin ; Her night -
cloaths tumbled with resistless grace , , And her bright hair play ' d careless round
her face ; Reaching the kettle made her gown unpin , She wore ng waistcoat ,
and ...
... to me alone within , Her night - gown faften ' d with a single pin ; Her night -
cloaths tumbled with resistless grace , , And her bright hair play ' d careless round
her face ; Reaching the kettle made her gown unpin , She wore ng waistcoat ,
and ...
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Beneath mishapen Chaos , and the field Of fighting atoms , where hot , moist ,
and dry , Wage an eternal war with dismal roar ; The dismal roar breaks smoothly
on the ground , Sacred to horror , and eternal night : Here Silence fits , whose ...
Beneath mishapen Chaos , and the field Of fighting atoms , where hot , moist ,
and dry , Wage an eternal war with dismal roar ; The dismal roar breaks smoothly
on the ground , Sacred to horror , and eternal night : Here Silence fits , whose ...
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Ye weekly writers of seditious news , Take care your subjects artfully to chuse ,
Write panegyric strong , or boldly rail , You cannot miss preferment , or a goal .
Wrap up your poison well , nor fear to say What was a lye last night is truth to -
day .
Ye weekly writers of seditious news , Take care your subjects artfully to chuse ,
Write panegyric strong , or boldly rail , You cannot miss preferment , or a goal .
Wrap up your poison well , nor fear to say What was a lye last night is truth to -
day .
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Страница 209 - This, only this, provokes the snarling Muse. The sober trader at a tatter'd cloak Wakes from his dream, and labours for a joke; With brisker air the silken courtiers gaze, And turn the varied taunt a thousand ways.
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Страница 217 - Ah ! let not Censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
Страница 131 - To cure the mind's wrong bias, Spleen, Some recommend the bowling-green ; Some, hilly walks ; all, exercise ; Fling but a stone, the giant dies. Laugh and be well. Monkeys have been Extreme good doctors for the Spleen ; And kitten, if the humour hit, Has harlequin'd away the fit.
Страница 234 - That cast an awful look below ; Whose ragged walls the ivy creeps, And with her arms from falling keeps : So both a safety from the wind On mutual dependence find. 'Tis now the raven's bleak abode ; Tis now th...
Страница 265 - On thee she calls, on thee her parent dear! . . (Ah ! too remote to ward the shameful blow!) She sees no kind domestic visage near, And soon a flood of tears begins to flow ; And gives a loose at last to unavailing woe.