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... Thou art gray , And still wouldst thou seem fair ; Still unshamed drink , and play , & c . " Upon this translation it is to be observed , in the first place , that it is pitched in the precise key of the original - neither higher , nor ...
... Thou art gray , And still wouldst thou seem fair ; Still unshamed drink , and play , & c . " Upon this translation it is to be observed , in the first place , that it is pitched in the precise key of the original - neither higher , nor ...
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... thou art to me ! But ever dwells the soft voice in my ear , Whispering of what Time is , what Man might be , Would he but " do the duty that lies near , " And cut clubs , cards , champagne , balls , billiard - rooms , and beer . LINES ...
... thou art to me ! But ever dwells the soft voice in my ear , Whispering of what Time is , what Man might be , Would he but " do the duty that lies near , " And cut clubs , cards , champagne , balls , billiard - rooms , and beer . LINES ...
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... art thou ? A solitary fly . " GRAY . Yet do I think their theory was pleasant : And 24 " HIC VIR , HIC EST " Beer.
... art thou ? A solitary fly . " GRAY . Yet do I think their theory was pleasant : And 24 " HIC VIR , HIC EST " Beer.
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... Art ! " I heard the wild notes of the lark floating far over the blue sky ... thou mightest make thy- self another : A maiden's heart is as champagne ... thou know a wise woman ? yea , wiser 48 PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY.
... Art ! " I heard the wild notes of the lark floating far over the blue sky ... thou mightest make thy- self another : A maiden's heart is as champagne ... thou know a wise woman ? yea , wiser 48 PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY.
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... art thou bindest On thy feet those ancient shoon : Tell me , Grinder , if thou grindest Always , always out of tune . Tell me if , as thou art buckling On thy straps with eager claws , Thou forecastest , inly chuckling , All the rage that ...
... art thou bindest On thy feet those ancient shoon : Tell me , Grinder , if thou grindest Always , always out of tune . Tell me if , as thou art buckling On thy straps with eager claws , Thou forecastest , inly chuckling , All the rage that ...
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Страница 382 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Страница 384 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Страница 378 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Страница 422 - O, struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink : Companion of the...
Страница 378 - And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle.
Страница 394 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats ; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth ; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is ; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Страница xxxiii - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill.
Страница 402 - I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung...
Страница 392 - Tis brightness all ; save where the new snow melts Along the mazy current. Low the woods Bow their hoar head ; and ere the languid sun, Faint from the west, emits his evening ray, Earth's universal face, deep hid and chill, Is one wild dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man.
Страница 430 - But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...