Select epigrams, 1. kötetS. Low, 1797 |
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25. oldal
... ! Like Nero , thou haft flain thy mother . Poor Cupid fobbing scarce could speak - Indeed , Mamma , I did not know ye : Alas ! how eafy my mistake ! I took you for your likeness Cloe . D TO CLOE WEEPING . BY THE SAME . SEE , [ 25 ]
... ! Like Nero , thou haft flain thy mother . Poor Cupid fobbing scarce could speak - Indeed , Mamma , I did not know ye : Alas ! how eafy my mistake ! I took you for your likeness Cloe . D TO CLOE WEEPING . BY THE SAME . SEE , [ 25 ]
26. oldal
Select epigrams. TO CLOE WEEPING . BY THE SAME . SEE , whilft thou weep'ft , fair Cloe , fee The world in fympathy with thee ; The cheerful birds no longer fing , Each droops his head , and hangs his wing . The clouds have bent their ...
Select epigrams. TO CLOE WEEPING . BY THE SAME . SEE , whilft thou weep'ft , fair Cloe , fee The world in fympathy with thee ; The cheerful birds no longer fing , Each droops his head , and hangs his wing . The clouds have bent their ...
27. oldal
... BY THE SAME . IN vain , Clarinda , night and day , For mercy to your God you pray . What arrogance , on heav'n to call For that which you deny to all ! * George , Lord Lansdowne . CLOE . BY THE SAME . BRIGHT as the Day D 2 [ 27 ]
... BY THE SAME . IN vain , Clarinda , night and day , For mercy to your God you pray . What arrogance , on heav'n to call For that which you deny to all ! * George , Lord Lansdowne . CLOE . BY THE SAME . BRIGHT as the Day D 2 [ 27 ]
28. oldal
... Cloe is - and common as the Air . CLOE PERFUMING HERSELF . BY THE SAME . BELIEVE me , Cloe , those perfumes , that coft Such fums to fweeten thee , is treasure loft . Not all Arabia would fufficient be : Thou smell'ft not of thy fweets ...
... Cloe is - and common as the Air . CLOE PERFUMING HERSELF . BY THE SAME . BELIEVE me , Cloe , those perfumes , that coft Such fums to fweeten thee , is treasure loft . Not all Arabia would fufficient be : Thou smell'ft not of thy fweets ...
59. oldal
... Cloe fair and young , Who , where she is , first learnt to hold her tongue . After these specimens of Aaron Hill's poetry , an epigram on it by the author of Clariffa may not be unac- ceptable , though occafioned by better lines than it ...
... Cloe fair and young , Who , where she is , first learnt to hold her tongue . After these specimens of Aaron Hill's poetry , an epigram on it by the author of Clariffa may not be unac- ceptable , though occafioned by better lines than it ...
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ACERRA anſwer aſk beauty Berkhamsted BISHOP blifs boaſt bofom breaſt call'd ceaſe charms Clarinda Cloe cloſe courſe cries cry'd DEATH DEMOCRITUS Doctor doth drink Epig EPIGRAM FROM MARTIAL EPITAPH eyes fafe fage faid fair fame faſhion fate fatire fave fays fent fhall fighs firft foft fome Fool foon ftand ftill fuch fure Giles give heart HERACLITUS himſelf houſe huſband Joan John juſt Knave LADY laſt lefs Lord LORD COBHAM'S Lord Lansdowne lov'd LYCIDAS Metius Mouſe muft muſt MUTATIS MUTANDIS myrtle ne'er night numbers nymph o'er obferve paffion Phyfic pleaſe Poet poor Pope praiſe pray pride Procris quoth reaſon ſaid ſay ſhake ſhall ſhe ſhould ſkill ſpeak ſtate ſtill SUB JUDICE ſweet Tadlow Tatler tell thee thefe theſe thoſe thou thought Tranflator Twas verſes whofe whoſe wife yourſelf
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71. oldal - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
30. oldal - EPIGRAM. You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come : Knock as you please, there's nobody at home.
4. oldal - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
5. oldal - Flavia the least and slightest toy Can with resistless art employ. This Fan in meaner hands would prove An engine of small force in love ; But she, with such an air and mien, Not to be told or safely seen, Directs its wanton motions so, That it wounds more than Cupid's bow ; Gives coolness to the matchless dame, To every other breast a flame.
19. oldal - Nobles and heralds, by your leave, Here lies what once was Matthew Prior, The son of Adam and of Eve ; Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher ? " But, in this case, the old prejudice got the better of the old joke.
115. oldal - ILov'd thee beautiful and kind, And plighted an eternal vow ; So alter'd are thy face and mind, 'Twere perjury to love thee now.
88. oldal - In bed we laugh, in bed we cry, And born in bed, in bed we die; The near approach a bed may show Of human bliss to human woe.
22. oldal - Radcliff ; was so ill, That other doctors gave me over : He felt my pulse, prescribed his pill, And I was likely to recover. " But when the wit began to wheeze, And wine had warmed the politician, Cured yesterday of my disease, I died last night of my physician.
126. oldal - And rather than do such a naughty affair, She became a fine laurel to deck the God's hair. The nymph was, no doubt, of a cold constitution; For sure to turn tree was an odd resolution!
10. oldal - Affure yourfelf, was loudly rated : And madam, getting up again, With her own hand the moufe-trap baited. On little things, as fages write, Depends our human joy or forrow : If we don't catch a moufe to-night, Alas ! no eye-brows for to-morrow.