The Works of the English Poets: PriorH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Cloe is my real flame . -II . My fofteft verfe , my darling lyre , Upon Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Cloe noted her defire , .. That I fhould fing , that I fhould play . III . My lyre I tune , my voice I raise , But with my numbers mix ...
... Cloe is my real flame . -II . My fofteft verfe , my darling lyre , Upon Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Cloe noted her defire , .. That I fhould fing , that I fhould play . III . My lyre I tune , my voice I raise , But with my numbers mix ...
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... CLOE WEEPING . EE , whilst thou weep'ft , fair Cloe , fee The world in fympathy with thee . The chearful birds no longer fing ; Each drops his head , and hangs his wing . The clouds have bent their bofom lower , And fhed their forrows ...
... CLOE WEEPING . EE , whilst thou weep'ft , fair Cloe , fee The world in fympathy with thee . The chearful birds no longer fing ; Each drops his head , and hangs his wing . The clouds have bent their bofom lower , And fhed their forrows ...
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... , With pity faw the ill - conceal'd diftress ; Quitted his title to Campafpe's charms , And gave the fair - one to the friend's embrace . VI . Thus VI . Thus the more beauteous Cloe fat to thee 104 PRIOR'S POEMS . To Mr Howard An Ode.
... , With pity faw the ill - conceal'd diftress ; Quitted his title to Campafpe's charms , And gave the fair - one to the friend's embrace . VI . Thus VI . Thus the more beauteous Cloe fat to thee 104 PRIOR'S POEMS . To Mr Howard An Ode.
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... Cloe half afleep was laid , Cupid perch'd lightly on her breast , And in that heaven defir'd to reft : Over her paps his wings he fpread ; Between he found a downy bed , And neftled - in his little head . Still lay the God : the nymph ...
... Cloe half afleep was laid , Cupid perch'd lightly on her breast , And in that heaven defir'd to reft : Over her paps his wings he fpread ; Between he found a downy bed , And neftled - in his little head . Still lay the God : the nymph ...
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... CLOE HUNTING . BEHIND her neck her comely treffes tied , Her ivory quiver graceful by her fide , A - hunting Cloe went : fhe loft her way , And through the woods uncertain chanc'd to ftray . Apollo , paffing by , beheld the maid ; And ...
... CLOE HUNTING . BEHIND her neck her comely treffes tied , Her ivory quiver graceful by her fide , A - hunting Cloe went : fhe loft her way , And through the woods uncertain chanc'd to ftray . Apollo , paffing by , beheld the maid ; And ...
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Страница 121 - To be vexed at a trifle or two that I writ, Your judgment at once and my passion you wrong: You take that for fact which will scarce be found wit: Od's life!
Страница 128 - Be to her virtues very kind; Be to her faults a little blind; Let all her ways be unconfin'd; And clap your padlock — on her mind.
Страница 122 - Thetis's breast. So, when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come : No matter what beauties I saw in my way ; They were but my visits, but thou art my home ! Then finish, dear Chloe, this pastoral war, And let us like Horace and Lydia agree ; For thou art a girl as much brighter than her, As he was a poet sublimer than me.
Страница 100 - Or on Meander's bank, or Latmus' peak. But in this nymph, my friend, my sister know : She draws my arrows, and she bends my bow : Fair Thames she haunts, and every neighb'ring grove, Sacred to soft recess, and gentle love.
Страница 122 - tis his fancy to run ; At night he declines on his Thetis's breast. So when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come: No matter what beauties I saw in my way; They were but my visits, but thou art my home.
Страница 191 - Or if it be his fate to meet With folks who have more wealth than wit. He loves cheap port, and double bub, And settles in the Humdrum Club; He learns how stocks will fall or rise; Holds poverty the greatest vice ; Thinks wit the bane of conversation ; And says that learning spoils a nation.
Страница 98 - To Me pertains not, She replies, To know or care where CUPID flies ; What are his Haunts, or which his Way ; Where He would dwell, or whither stray : Yet will I never set Thee free : For Harm was meant, and Harm to Me.
Страница 33 - Till, patience vex'd, and legs grown weary, I thought it was in vain to tarry: But did opine it might be better, By penny-post to send a letter; Now if you miss of this epistle, I'm balk'd again, and may go whistle.
Страница 130 - The Change, the City, or the Play, As each was proper for the day : A turn in summer to Hyde Park, When it grew tolerably dark.
Страница 84 - S'en va tomber sous la foudre Qui dompta Lille, Courtrai; Gand, la superbe espagnole, Saint-Omer, Besançon, Dole, Ypres, Mastricht et Cambrai. Mes présages s'accomplissent : 11 commence à chanceler. Sous les coups qui retentissent Ses murs s'en vont s'écrouler.