Miscellaneous Poems: By Several HandsDavid Lewis J. Watts, 1726 - 320 страници |
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... Love . Yet , fpight of all thy Virtues rare , Thou'rt not a Boon - Companion fair ; Thour't full of Wine when thirsty I , And when I'm drunk , then Thou art dry.` BED- B 4 BEDLA M. W major parcas infane minori . HERE proud Mifcellaneous ...
... Love . Yet , fpight of all thy Virtues rare , Thou'rt not a Boon - Companion fair ; Thour't full of Wine when thirsty I , And when I'm drunk , then Thou art dry.` BED- B 4 BEDLA M. W major parcas infane minori . HERE proud Mifcellaneous ...
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... Love : And ftill fhe fooths and feeds the flatt'ring Pain ; Falfe as he is , ftill , still she loves her Swain , To hopeless Paffion yields her Heart a Prey , And fighs and fings the live - long Hours away . 6 So So mourns th ' imprison ...
... Love : And ftill fhe fooths and feeds the flatt'ring Pain ; Falfe as he is , ftill , still she loves her Swain , To hopeless Paffion yields her Heart a Prey , And fighs and fings the live - long Hours away . 6 So So mourns th ' imprison ...
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... Love's foft Seafon ravish'd from his Mate ; Fondly fatigues his unavailing Rage , And hops and flutters round and round his Cage : And moans and droops , with pining Grief oppreft ; Whilst sweet Complainings warble from his Breast . Lo ...
... Love's foft Seafon ravish'd from his Mate ; Fondly fatigues his unavailing Rage , And hops and flutters round and round his Cage : And moans and droops , with pining Grief oppreft ; Whilst sweet Complainings warble from his Breast . Lo ...
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... loves , But he that loves You not , is blind . D 3 WIL WILLIAM and MARGARET . W A BALLAD . I. Hen Mifcellaneous Poems . 37.
... loves , But he that loves You not , is blind . D 3 WIL WILLIAM and MARGARET . W A BALLAD . I. Hen Mifcellaneous Poems . 37.
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... Love had , like the Canker - Worm , Confum'd her early Prime : The Rose grew pale , and left her Cheek ; She dy'd before her Time . VI . Awake , fhe cry'd , thy true Love calls , Come from her Midnight Grave ; Now let thy Pity hear the ...
... Love had , like the Canker - Worm , Confum'd her early Prime : The Rose grew pale , and left her Cheek ; She dy'd before her Time . VI . Awake , fhe cry'd , thy true Love calls , Come from her Midnight Grave ; Now let thy Pity hear the ...
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Страница 228 - But transient is the smile of Fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Страница 228 - And see the rivers how they run, Through woods and meads, in shade and sun Sometimes swift, sometimes slow, Wave succeeding wave, they go A various journey to the deep, Like human life, to endless sleep...
Страница 227 - And ancient towers crown his brow, 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 83 - So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride of beauty shows ; Fairer than spring the colours shine, And sweeter than the virgin ros.e.
Страница 42 - Why did you promise love to me, And not that promise keep? Why did you swear my eyes were bright, Yet leave those eyes to weep? " How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?
Страница 55 - How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung ; To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue. And when with envy, time transported, Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Страница 230 - I lie; While the wanton zephyr sings, And in the vale perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep ; While the birds unbounded fly, And with music fill the sky, Now, ev'n now, my joys run high.
Страница 225 - Does the face of nature show, In all the hues of heaven's bow; And, swelling to embrace the light, Spreads around beneath the sight.
Страница 226 - Gaudy as the opening dawn, Lies a long and level lawn, On which a dark hill, steep and high, Holds and charms the wandering eye! Deep are his feet in Towy's flood, His sides are cloth'd with waving wood...
Страница 229 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky; The pleasant seat, the ruined tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.