A Collection of Poems in Four Volumes, Том 2Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1755 |
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... thoughts within his bofom pent , Forc'd his unwilling tongue to give them vent . Ye Nymphs , he cry'd , ye Dryads , who fo long Have favour'd Damon , and infpir'd his song ; For whom , retir'd , I fhun the gay reforts Of fportful cities ...
... thoughts within his bofom pent , Forc'd his unwilling tongue to give them vent . Ye Nymphs , he cry'd , ye Dryads , who fo long Have favour'd Damon , and infpir'd his song ; For whom , retir'd , I fhun the gay reforts Of fportful cities ...
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... thought , and care was gone , But what my heart employ'd on her alone . Then too fhe fmil'd : can fmiles our peace destroy , Those lovely children of Content and Joy ? How can foft pleasure and tormenting woe , From the fame fpring at ...
... thought , and care was gone , But what my heart employ'd on her alone . Then too fhe fmil'd : can fmiles our peace destroy , Those lovely children of Content and Joy ? How can foft pleasure and tormenting woe , From the fame fpring at ...
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... thought , the love - fick boy Felt the faint dawning of a doubtful joy ; Back to his flock more cheerful he return'd , When now the fetting fun lefs fiercely burn'd , Blue vapours rofe along the mazy rills , And light's last blushes ...
... thought , the love - fick boy Felt the faint dawning of a doubtful joy ; Back to his flock more cheerful he return'd , When now the fetting fun lefs fiercely burn'd , Blue vapours rofe along the mazy rills , And light's last blushes ...
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... thoughts a calm repofe wou'd find And reft as if my Delia ftill were kind No , let me live her falsehood to upbraid ; Some god perhaps my juft revenge will aid . — Alas what aid , fond fwain , wou'dft thou receive ? Cou'd thy heart bear ...
... thoughts a calm repofe wou'd find And reft as if my Delia ftill were kind No , let me live her falsehood to upbraid ; Some god perhaps my juft revenge will aid . — Alas what aid , fond fwain , wou'dft thou receive ? Cou'd thy heart bear ...
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... thought her fair . Come , cool Indifference , and heal my breast ; Wearied , at length , I seek thy downy rest : - No turbulence of paffion fhall deftroy My future cafe with flatt'ring hopes of joy . " Hear , mighty Pan , and all ye ...
... thought her fair . Come , cool Indifference , and heal my breast ; Wearied , at length , I seek thy downy rest : - No turbulence of paffion fhall deftroy My future cafe with flatt'ring hopes of joy . " Hear , mighty Pan , and all ye ...
Често срещани думи и фрази
ARCHIMAGE bards Bavius bleft blifs bluſh boaſt bofom breaſt Britiſh caufe cauſe charms cou'd defcending defires Delia delight difdain Druids eaſe ECLOGUE Edward EPIGRAM Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fage fair falſe fame fear fenfe fhade fhall fhine fing firft firſt flame flave flow'ry fmiles foft fome fong fons foon footh foul fpirit ftill ftream fuch fweet GARTER gen'rous glorious glory grace heart heav'n heav'nly honour infpire juftice king lefs loft lov'd lyre mind moſt mufe muft muſt nature's o'er paffion pain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride prince publick rage rais'd raiſe reafon reft rife ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhould ſmiling ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtill ſtore ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thro throne toils train truth uſe vex'd virtue virtue's Whate'er whofe whoſe wife wiſdom wiſh worthy prince wou'd
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Страница 268 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Страница 272 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Страница 45 - Seek to be good, but aim not to be great: A woman's noblest station is retreat; Her fairest virtues fly from public sight, Domestic worth, that shuns too strong a light.
Страница 270 - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage : Lo, Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand And slow-consuming Age. To each his sufferings : all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan ; The tender for another's pain, Th
Страница 276 - Eight times emerging from the flood She mew'd to ev'ry watry God, Some speedy aid to send. No Dolphin came, no Nereid stirr'd: Nor cruel Tom, nor Susan heard. A Fav'rite has no friend! From hence, ye Beauties, undeceiv'd, Know, one false step is ne'er retriev'd, And be with caution bold. Not all that tempts your wand'ring eyes And heedless hearts, is lawful prize; Nor all, that glisters, gold.
Страница 270 - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why should they know their fate ? Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies. Thought would destroy their paradise. No more ; where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Страница 267 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Страница 39 - To whom I gave my own harmonious lyre, If high exalted on the Throne of Wit, Near Me and Homer thou afpire to...
Страница 75 - E'en for the kid or lamb that pour'd its life Beneath the bloody knife, Her gentle tears would fall, Tears from sweet virtue's source, benevolent to all.
Страница 81 - Though meek, magnanimous; though witty, wise; Polite, as all her life in courts had been ; Yet good, as she the world had never seen ; The noble fire of an exalted mind, With gentle female tenderness combin'd.