A Miscellaneous Collection of Poems, Songs and Epigrams, Томове 1–2T Mosse A. Rhames, 1721 |
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... Head , And faw the Queen to Creta's Coast convey'd . Thus as he sung ; to his reviving Lay , On the smooth Seas , delighted Dolphins play : Whilft on his Harp the various Notes combine , To speak the Artist , and the Art divine . But ...
... Head , And faw the Queen to Creta's Coast convey'd . Thus as he sung ; to his reviving Lay , On the smooth Seas , delighted Dolphins play : Whilft on his Harp the various Notes combine , To speak the Artist , and the Art divine . But ...
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... Head , his Heart , his Hand confpire , To punish Traytors as their Crimes require ? To crush Rebellion , bridle Factious Rage , And quell the Monsters of an impious Age ? How How would his Bosome beat with Joy to see , MISCELLANY POEMS .
... Head , his Heart , his Hand confpire , To punish Traytors as their Crimes require ? To crush Rebellion , bridle Factious Rage , And quell the Monsters of an impious Age ? How How would his Bosome beat with Joy to see , MISCELLANY POEMS .
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... when refiftlefs TIME at length shall shed His hoary Honours on my wither'd Head , Still may the pleafing Vein profufely flow , Still may thy heav'nly Fire within this Bofom glow . To W To a LADY , on her PARROT . HEN 28- MISCELLANY POEMS .
... when refiftlefs TIME at length shall shed His hoary Honours on my wither'd Head , Still may the pleafing Vein profufely flow , Still may thy heav'nly Fire within this Bofom glow . To W To a LADY , on her PARROT . HEN 28- MISCELLANY POEMS .
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... Head , When I beheld thee number'd with the Dead ? Distinguish'd only by a decent Care , To fay -- what late Immortal Gueft lodg'd -- there . Is this , I cry'd , then rofe the Thoughts profane , But by thy Virtue check'd , recoil'd ...
... Head , When I beheld thee number'd with the Dead ? Distinguish'd only by a decent Care , To fay -- what late Immortal Gueft lodg'd -- there . Is this , I cry'd , then rofe the Thoughts profane , But by thy Virtue check'd , recoil'd ...
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... Head , They are but ( as th ' old Proverb faid ) Like Jewels in a Swine's Snout . VI . Long , long ago I thought you Fair , Engaging was your Wit and Air , But no Man e'er could fix ye ; And do you dream of Conquests now , With hollow ...
... Head , They are but ( as th ' old Proverb faid ) Like Jewels in a Swine's Snout . VI . Long , long ago I thought you Fair , Engaging was your Wit and Air , But no Man e'er could fix ye ; And do you dream of Conquests now , With hollow ...
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Arms Beauty Bleffings bleft boaft boaſt Breaſt bright Caufe Cauſe Charms Conqueft cry'd curfe e'er Eaſe Ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fafely faid Fair falfe Fame Fate fear fecret feen felf fhall fhew fhine fhould filent filly fing firſt Foes foft fome foon form'd freſh Friends ftand ftill fuch fure fweet Grace happy Heart Heav'n heav'nly himſelf Hirco honeft Honour Jove juft Kifs KING laft laſt lefs loft Lord lov'd Love Lyre Magick Maid Marble live MATTHEW PRIOR moſt mournful Mufe Mufick muft Muſe muſt ne'er Numbers Nymph o'er Ovid Paffion Pain pleas'd pleaſe Pleaſure Poet Pow'r Praiſe Pride raiſe Reft rife ſee Senfe ſhall ſhe SONG Soul ſpread ſtill Swain thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou Thoughts thouſand thro trembling twas Verfe Vex'd Whigs Whilft Whofe Wife Winds Wiſh WOMAN Youth
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Страница 23 - Oh ! where shall I my true love find ? Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true, Does my sweet William sail among the crew ?" William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro, Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd, and cast his eyes below.
Страница 196 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend ; This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Страница 33 - That wave and glitter in the distant sun. When, if a sudden gust of wind arise, The brittle forest into atoms flies: The crackling wood beneath the tempest bends, And in a spangled...
Страница 196 - Nor ruin make oppressors great; Who God doth late and early pray More of His grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend.
Страница 4 - But now she is gone, and has left me behind, What a marvellous change on a sudden I find ! When things were as fine as could possibly be, I thought 'twas the Spring; but alas ! it was she.
Страница 6 - Come hither, poor fellow,' and patted his head. . But now, when he's fawning, I with a sour look, Cry. 'Sirrah!' and give him a blow with my crook: And I'll give him another; for why should not Tray Be as dull as his master, when Phebe's away ? When walking with Phebe, what sights have I seen!
Страница 84 - Crcefus a flave (Tho' a king) to his coffers of gold ; He delighted in plentiful bowls ; But drinking much talk would decline, Becaufe 'twas the cuftom of fools To prattle much over their wine. Old Socrates ne'er was content, Till a bottle had heighten'd his joys, Who in's cups to the oracle went...
Страница 35 - Strephon, choose a mate. From too exalted, or too mean a state ; For in both these we may expect to find A creeping spirit, or a haughty mind. Who moves within the middle region, shares The least disquiets, and the smallest cares.
Страница 32 - The vast Leviathan wants room to play, And spout his waters in the face of day. The starving wolves along the main sea prowl, And to the moon in icy valleys howl.
Страница 32 - Or winds begun through hazy skies to blow, At evening a keen eastern breeze arose, And the descending rain unsullied froze.