The Works of the British Poets, Том 8John & Arthur Arch; and for Bell & Bradfute, and J. Mundell & Company Edinburgh., 1795 - 1157 страници |
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... heart ; Come , and in mutual pleasure let's engage , Joy of my life , and comfort of my age . This heard , to Damian ftraight a figa fhe made , To hafte before ; the gentle Squire obey'd : Secret , and undefcry'd , he took his way , And ...
... heart ; Come , and in mutual pleasure let's engage , Joy of my life , and comfort of my age . This heard , to Damian ftraight a figa fhe made , To hafte before ; the gentle Squire obey'd : Secret , and undefcry'd , he took his way , And ...
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... heart . " Would I vouchsafe to fell what nature gave , " You little think what cuftom I could have , " But fee ! I'm all your own - nay hold - for " shame ; [ blame . " " What means my dear - indeed - you are to Thus with my first three ...
... heart . " Would I vouchsafe to fell what nature gave , " You little think what cuftom I could have , " But fee ! I'm all your own - nay hold - for " shame ; [ blame . " " What means my dear - indeed - you are to Thus with my first three ...
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... heart . 160 She freaks , behaves , and acts just as she ought ; But never , never , reach'd one generous thought . Virtue fhe finds too painful an endeavour , Content to dwell in decencies for ever . So very reasonable , fo unmov'd , As ...
... heart . 160 She freaks , behaves , and acts just as she ought ; But never , never , reach'd one generous thought . Virtue fhe finds too painful an endeavour , Content to dwell in decencies for ever . So very reasonable , fo unmov'd , As ...
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... heart . [ crave , ( 1 ) If , when the more you drink , the more you You tell the doctor ; when the more you have , The more you want , why not with equal cafe Confefs as well your folly , as difeafe ? The heart refolves this matter in a ...
... heart . [ crave , ( 1 ) If , when the more you drink , the more you You tell the doctor ; when the more you have , The more you want , why not with equal cafe Confefs as well your folly , as difeafe ? The heart refolves this matter in a ...
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... heart , his mistress , and his friend did share ; His time , the mufe the witty and the fair . Thus wifely carelefs , innocently gay , Cheerful he play'd the trifie , life , away ; Till fate fcarce felt his gentle breath supprest , As ...
... heart , his mistress , and his friend did share ; His time , the mufe the witty and the fair . Thus wifely carelefs , innocently gay , Cheerful he play'd the trifie , life , away ; Till fate fcarce felt his gentle breath supprest , As ...
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Страница 100 - Pursues that chain which links th' immense design, Joins heav'n and earth, and mortal and divine; Sees, that no being any bliss can know, But touches some above, and some below; Learns, from this union of the rising whole, The first, last purpose of the human soul; And knows where faith, law, morals, all began, All end, in love of God, and love of man.
Страница 43 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide ; If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.
Страница 99 - Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, Is but the more a fool, the more a knave. Who noble ends by noble means obtains, Or failing, smiles in exile or in chains, Like good Aurelius let him reign, or bleed Like Socrates, that man is great indeed. What's fame? a fancied life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, ev'n before our death.
Страница 151 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry: Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Страница 102 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see: That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Страница 43 - Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care...
Страница 94 - Know, Nature's children all divide her care; The fur that warms a monarch warm'da bear. While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!
Страница 121 - Me, let the tender office long engage To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death; Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Страница 98 - Nature's difference keeps all Nature's peace. Condition, circumstance is not the thing ; Bliss is the same in subject or in king ; In who obtain defence, or who defend ; In him who is, or him who finds a friend...
Страница 112 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half-hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repair'd with straw, With tape-tied curtains, never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas!