The Works of the English Poets: ShenstoneH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... vale , Superfluous mortal , let me ever rove ! Alas ! there echo will repeat the tale Where fhall I find the filent fcenes I love ? Fain would I mourn my lucklefs fate alone ; Forbid to please , yet fated to admire ; Away my friends ...
... vale , Superfluous mortal , let me ever rove ! Alas ! there echo will repeat the tale Where fhall I find the filent fcenes I love ? Fain would I mourn my lucklefs fate alone ; Forbid to please , yet fated to admire ; Away my friends ...
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... vale refound the lonesome lay . Ev'n thickets yield delight , if taste prefide ; But can they please , when Lyttelton's away ? Pure as the fwain's the breaft of *** glows , Ah ! were the fhepherd's phrase , like his , refin'd ! But ...
... vale refound the lonesome lay . Ev'n thickets yield delight , if taste prefide ; But can they please , when Lyttelton's away ? Pure as the fwain's the breaft of *** glows , Ah ! were the fhepherd's phrase , like his , refin'd ! But ...
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... vale . Never yet did courtly maiden Move fo fprightly , look fo fairg Never breaft with jewels laden Pour a fong fo void of care . Would indulgent heaven had granted Me fome rural damfel's part ! All the empire I had wanted Then had ...
... vale . Never yet did courtly maiden Move fo fprightly , look fo fairg Never breaft with jewels laden Pour a fong fo void of care . Would indulgent heaven had granted Me fome rural damfel's part ! All the empire I had wanted Then had ...
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... VALE . A BALLA D. " Nerine Galatea ! thymo mihi dulcior Hyblæ ! " Candidior cygnis ! hederâ formofior albâ ! " T HE western sky was purpled o'er With every pleafing ray : And flocks reviving felt no more The fultry heats of day : When ...
... VALE . A BALLA D. " Nerine Galatea ! thymo mihi dulcior Hyblæ ! " Candidior cygnis ! hederâ formofior albâ ! " T HE western sky was purpled o'er With every pleafing ray : And flocks reviving felt no more The fultry heats of day : When ...
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... Vale . ' Twas from Avona's banks the maid Diffus'd her lovely beams ; And every fhining glance difplay'd The Naiad of the ftreams . Soft as the wild - duck's tender young , That floats on Avon's tide ; Bright as the water - lily ...
... Vale . ' Twas from Avona's banks the maid Diffus'd her lovely beams ; And every fhining glance difplay'd The Naiad of the ftreams . Soft as the wild - duck's tender young , That floats on Avon's tide ; Bright as the water - lily ...
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Страница 148 - I have found out a gift for my fair ; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed ; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed : For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd, Who could rob a poor bird of its young ; And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue.
Страница 147 - But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.
Страница 278 - And pungent radish, biting infant's tongue ; And plantain ribb'd, that heals the reaper's wound ; And marjoram sweet, in shepherd's posie found ; And lavender, whose spikes of azure bloom Shall be erewhile in arid bundles bound, To lurk amid the labours of her loom, And crown her kerchiefs clean with mickle rare perfume.
Страница 149 - She is ev'ry way pleafing to me. 0 you that have been of her train, Come and join in my amorous lays ; 1 could lay down my life for the fwain, That will fing but a fong in her praife.
Страница 277 - Twas her own country bred the flock so fair; 'Twas her own labour did the fleece prepare...
Страница 151 - I have nothing to do but to weep. Yet do not my folly reprove ; She was fair — and my passion begun ; She smiled — and I could not but love ; She is faithless — and I am undone.
Страница 145 - I priz'd every hour that went by, Beyond all that had pleas'd me before; But now they are past, and I sigh ; And I grieve that I priz'd them no more.
Страница 13 - The glim'ring twilight and the doubtful dawn Shall fee your ftep to thefe fad fcenes return : Conftant, as cryftal dews impearl the lawn, Shall STREPHON'S tear bedew OPHELIA'S urn ! Sure nought unhallow'd mall prefume to ftray Where fleep the reliques of that virtuous maid : Nor aught unlovely bend its devious way, Where foft OPHELIA'S dear remains are laid.
Страница 281 - But, ah! what pen his piteous plight may trace, Or what device his loud laments explain...
Страница 278 - Fresh baum, and marygold of cheerful hue : The lowly gill, that never dares to climb ; And more I fain would sing, disdaining here to rhyme.