Facetiae. Musarum Deliciae: EpigramsLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1817 |
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22. oldal
... reason , And never comes to Minca out of season ? Clericus absque libro . When Crassus in his office was instal'd , For summs of money , which he yet doth ow , A client by the name of Clerke him call'd , As he next day to Westminster ...
... reason , And never comes to Minca out of season ? Clericus absque libro . When Crassus in his office was instal'd , For summs of money , which he yet doth ow , A client by the name of Clerke him call'd , As he next day to Westminster ...
39. oldal
... knowing not the cause That should produce such rashnesse ( ' gainst the laws Of Christian man - hood or civility ) In kindling anger , ask'd the reason why ; Pray sir , sayes he , what thing that doth Epigrams . 39 39.
... knowing not the cause That should produce such rashnesse ( ' gainst the laws Of Christian man - hood or civility ) In kindling anger , ask'd the reason why ; Pray sir , sayes he , what thing that doth Epigrams . 39 39.
40. oldal
... reasons councel'd ' gainst the same ' Twas in this manner , friend ye shall not fight With one that's so unequall to your height , Story is higher , th'other made reply , I'd pluck him downe , were he three Stories high . On a faire ...
... reasons councel'd ' gainst the same ' Twas in this manner , friend ye shall not fight With one that's so unequall to your height , Story is higher , th'other made reply , I'd pluck him downe , were he three Stories high . On a faire ...
41. oldal
... the table , Cryes , friend let's stay , this room is tollerable : Why that's the cause ( quoth he ) I will not stay , Is that the cause , quoth th'other ? why I pray ? VOL . II . D To give a reason to you I am able , Epigrams . 41.
... the table , Cryes , friend let's stay , this room is tollerable : Why that's the cause ( quoth he ) I will not stay , Is that the cause , quoth th'other ? why I pray ? VOL . II . D To give a reason to you I am able , Epigrams . 41.
42. oldal
To give a reason to you I am able , Because I hate to be in - tollerable . On Womens inconstancie . Goe catch a star that's falling from the skye , Cause an immortall creature for to dye , Stop with thy hand the current of the seas ...
To give a reason to you I am able , Because I hate to be in - tollerable . On Womens inconstancie . Goe catch a star that's falling from the skye , Cause an immortall creature for to dye , Stop with thy hand the current of the seas ...
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467. oldal - Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times, still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
407. oldal - Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice stole in and out, As if they fear'd the light : But oh ! she dances such a way — No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
450. oldal - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
324. oldal - Love is a torment of the mind, A tempest everlasting ; And Jove hath made it of a kind Not well, nor full, nor fasting. Why so...
407. oldal - Her finger was so small the ring Would not stay on, which they did bring; It was too wide a peck: And to say truth (for out it must), It looked like the great collar, just, About our young colt's neck. Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light...
498. oldal - For want of a nail the shoe is lost, for want of a shoe the horse is lost, for want of a horse the rider is lost.
408. oldal - Compared to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly); But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July. Her mouth so small, when she does speak, Thou'dst swear her teeth her words did break, That they might passage get; But she so handled still the matter, They came as good as ours, or better, And are not spent a whit.
406. oldal - twould undo him Should he go still so drest. At Course-a-park, without all doubt, He should have first been taken out By all the maids i' th' town: Though lusty Roger there had been, Or little George upon the green, Or Vincent of the Crown. But wot you what? The youth was going To make an end of all his wooing; The parson for him...
315. oldal - I wish her store Of worth may leave her poor Of wishes; and I wish — no more. Now, if Time knows That Her, whose radiant brows Weave them a garland of my vows; Her...
26. oldal - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?