Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Том 3J. Nichol, 1860 |
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... NIGHT BEFORE AN ENGAGEMENT . 1 To all you ladies now at land , We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write ; The Muses now , and Neptune too , We must implore to write to you , With a fa , la , la ...
... NIGHT BEFORE AN ENGAGEMENT . 1 To all you ladies now at land , We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write ; The Muses now , and Neptune too , We must implore to write to you , With a fa , la , la ...
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... night the goddess lies , Yet to the learn'd unveils her dark disguise , But shuns the gross access of vulgar eyes . Now she unfolds the faint and dawning strife Of infant atoms kindling into life ; How ductile matter new meanders takes ...
... night the goddess lies , Yet to the learn'd unveils her dark disguise , But shuns the gross access of vulgar eyes . Now she unfolds the faint and dawning strife Of infant atoms kindling into life ; How ductile matter new meanders takes ...
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... o'er the month presides , Gives love the night , and doubly gilds the day ; Thither , indulgent to my prayer , Ye bright harmonious 25 1640-1800 . ] [ FENTON . THE LESS - KNOWN BRITISH POETS . An Ode to the Right Hon John Lord Gower.
... o'er the month presides , Gives love the night , and doubly gilds the day ; Thither , indulgent to my prayer , Ye bright harmonious 25 1640-1800 . ] [ FENTON . THE LESS - KNOWN BRITISH POETS . An Ode to the Right Hon John Lord Gower.
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... night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ? How silent did his old companions tread , By midnight lamps , the mansions of the dead , Through breathing statues , then unheeded things , Through rows of warriors , and ...
... night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ? How silent did his old companions tread , By midnight lamps , the mansions of the dead , Through breathing statues , then unheeded things , Through rows of warriors , and ...
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... night : 13 Beauty and worth in her alike contend , To charm the fancy , and to fix the mind ; In her , my wife , my mistress , and my friend , I taste the joys of sense and reason joined . 14 On her I'll gaze , when others ' loves are o ...
... night : 13 Beauty and worth in her alike contend , To charm the fancy , and to fix the mind ; In her , my wife , my mistress , and my friend , I taste the joys of sense and reason joined . 14 On her I'll gaze , when others ' loves are o ...
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Страница 129 - My master carries me to church, And often am I blamed Because I leave him in the lurch As soon as text is named ; I leave the church in sermon-time And slink away to Sally ; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Страница 53 - Brutes find out where their talents lie : A bear will not attempt to fly ; A founder'd horse will oft debate, Before he tries a five-barr'd gate; A dog by instinct turns aside, Who sees the ditch too deep and wide.
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Страница 305 - Take, holy earth ! all that my soul holds dear: Take that best gift which Heaven so lately gave : To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form : she bow'd to taste the wave, And died.