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" 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 Works of the English Poets: Shenstone - Страница 148
по Samuel Johnson - 1779
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London Magazine Enlarged and Improved, Том 20

1751 - 684 страници
...fear, She might fay 'twas a barbarous deed ; For (he faid he could never be true, Who could rob a'poor bird of its young; And I lov'd her the more, when I knew, Such tendcrncf* flow from her tongue. I lov'd her the more, when (he told, How that pity was...

A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].

Collection - 1755 - 378 страници
...where the wood-pigeons breed: But let me that plunder forbear, She will fay 'twas a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, fhe aver'd, Who could...when I heard Such tendernefs fall from her tongue. VI. I have heard her with fweetnefs unfold How that pity was due to a dove : That it ever attended...

A Collection of Poems in Four Volumes, Том 4

Robert Dodsley - 1755 - 378 страници
...where the wood -pigeons breed : But let me that plunder forbear, She will fay 'twas a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, fhe aver'd, Who could rob a poor bird of its young : I lov'd her the more, when I heard Such tendernefs fall from her tongue. VI. I have heard her with...

A Collection of Poems ...

Robert Dodsley - 1758 - 384 страници
...where the wood-pigeons breed ; But let me that plunder forbear, She will fay 'twas a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, fhe aver'd, Who could...when I heard Such tendernefs fall from her tongue. VI, 1 have heard her with fweetnefs unfold How that pity was due to a dove : That it ever attended...

The London Magazine, Or, Gentleman's Monthly Intelligencer, Том 20

1751 - 696 страници
...if I rob them, I fear, She might fay 'twas a barbaroui deed ; For fhe faid he could never be true, Who could rob a poor bird of its young; And I lov'd her the more, when I knew, Such tenderncfi flow (com her tongue. 5I lov'd her the more, when fhe told, How that pity was...

The Works in Verse and Prose, Том 1

William Shenstone - 1764 - 372 страници
...But let me that plunder forbear, She will fay 'twas a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, me aver'd, Who could rob a poor bird of its young : And...heard her with fweetnefs unfold How that pity was due to — a dove : That it ever attended the bold, t And fhe call'd it the fifter of love. But her words...

The Works, in Verse and Prose, Том 1

William Shenstone - 1764 - 404 страници
...where the wood-pigeons breed : But let me that plunder forbear, She will fay 'twas a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, fhe aver'd, Who could...heard Such tendernefs fall from her tongue. I have I have heard her with fweetnefs unfold How that pity was due to — a dove : That it ever attended...

The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone, Esq;: I. Elegies on ...

William Shenstone - 1764 - 376 страници
...where the wood-pigeons breed : But let rne that plunder forbear, She will fay 'twas a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, fhe aver'd, Who could...when I heard Such tendernefs fall from her tongue. How that pity was due to — a dove : That it ever attended the bold, And fhe call'd it the lifter...

The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone, Esq;: I. Elegies on ...

William Shenstone - 1764 - 386 страници
...where the wood-pigeons breed : But let me that plunder forbear, She will fay 'twas a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, fhe aver'd, Who could...its young : And I lov'd her the more, when I heard Sy,ch tendernefs fall from her tongue. I have heard her with fweetnefs unfold How that pity was due...

Elegies on several occasions. Odes, songs, ballads, &c. Levities; or, Pieces ...

William Shenstone - 1765 - 510 страници
...let me that plunder forbear, She will fay 'twas a barbarous deed. For lie ne'er could be true, flic aver'd, Who could rob a poor bird of its young : And...heard her with fweetnefs unfold How that pity was due to— a dove : That it ever attended the bold, And <h« call'd it the fifter of love. But her words...




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