The Muse's Mirror: Being a Collection of Poems ...J. Debrett, 1783 |
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3. oldal
... Shall we have rain or fun ? My dear , you need not be in pain , It does not look , I think , like rain ; O ! then we'll hang out more : When lo ! the words have hardly past , But puff there comes a heavy blast , And all must be rins'd o ...
... Shall we have rain or fun ? My dear , you need not be in pain , It does not look , I think , like rain ; O ! then we'll hang out more : When lo ! the words have hardly past , But puff there comes a heavy blast , And all must be rins'd o ...
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... shall beauty's artful smile Again enflave my love - torn heart ; Friendship shall ward the powerful guile . And all her milder blifs impart . With thee , my Damon , may I rove Where science points the arduous way ; And leave the idle ...
... shall beauty's artful smile Again enflave my love - torn heart ; Friendship shall ward the powerful guile . And all her milder blifs impart . With thee , my Damon , may I rove Where science points the arduous way ; And leave the idle ...
34. oldal
... laid in dust , I shall the command the fall of Dryden's buft ? Riches and titles may fill up the pit : The Piercys have no right to bury wit . Оп On Abigail Drummond , daughter to Robert , Archbishop of THE MUSE'S MIRROUR . 43.
... laid in dust , I shall the command the fall of Dryden's buft ? Riches and titles may fill up the pit : The Piercys have no right to bury wit . Оп On Abigail Drummond , daughter to Robert , Archbishop of THE MUSE'S MIRROUR . 43.
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... shall prove , Fill your fails with affection , your cabins with love Fill your fails , & c . Let your hearts , like your main - maft , be ever upright , And the union you boaft , like you tackle , be tight ; Of the fhoals of indiff ...
... shall prove , Fill your fails with affection , your cabins with love Fill your fails , & c . Let your hearts , like your main - maft , be ever upright , And the union you boaft , like you tackle , be tight ; Of the fhoals of indiff ...
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... Shall raife my power in this sweet maid . " Then Cupid , to enhance the prize , Gave all his little arts could reach : To dart Love's language in the eyes He taught ' twas all was left to teach . O fairest of the virgin band ! Thou ...
... Shall raife my power in this sweet maid . " Then Cupid , to enhance the prize , Gave all his little arts could reach : To dart Love's language in the eyes He taught ' twas all was left to teach . O fairest of the virgin band ! Thou ...
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beauty blefs bleft blifs bluſh boaſt bofom breaſt cauſe charms dear death defire Delia's dreft e'er eaſe EDMUND WALLER Epiftle EPIGRAM erft ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate feem feem'd fenfe fhall fhine fhould figh fince fing firft firſt fleep fmile foft fome fong foon forrow foul friendſhip ftill ftrain fuch fung fure fwear fweet goddeſs grace Guife heart Heav'n Hellidon honours juft Lady laft Laïs laſt loft lov'd lover lyre maid Mifs mind moſt Mount Ida mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion pain PERCIVAL STOCKDALE Platonic love pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride Pythias raiſe reft rife rofe ſcene ſhall ſhe ſmile ſpeak ſpread ſtate ſtill ſweet tear thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thro Twas verfe virgin band virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wiſh youth
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35. oldal - To form that harmony of soul and face, Where beauty shines the mirror of the mind. Such was the Maid, that in the morn of youth, In virgin innocence, in Nature's pride, Blest with each art that owes its charm to truth, Sunk in her Father's fond embrace, and died. He weeps...
217. oldal - And thought my way was all through fairy ground, Beneath thy azure sky, and golden sun, Where first my Muse to lisp her notes begun! While pensive Memory traces back the round, Which fills the varied interval between ; Much pleasure, more of sorrow, marks the scene.
96. oldal - Day; I hear the voice of trumpet and hautboy. No, now I see them near — oh, these are they Who come in crowds to welcome thee from Troy. Hail to the bard whom long as lost we mourn'd, From siege, from battle, and from storm return'd.
97. oldal - Yea peers, and mighty dukes, with ribbands blue (True blue, fair emblem of unstained breast). Others I see, as noble, and more true, By no...
101. oldal - All this, my friends, I owe to Homer's strain, On whose strong pinions I exalt my lay. What from contending cities did he gain ? 165 And what rewards his grateful country pay ? None, none were paid — why then all this for me ? These honours, Homer, had been just to thee.
38. oldal - Gibbon shall teach me how to dress 'em In terms select and terse ; Jones teach me modesty and Greek ; Smith, how to think ; Burke, how to speak ; And Beauclerk to converse.
97. oldal - What lady's that to whom he gently bends? Who knows not her? Ah, those are Wortley's eyes. How art thou honour'd, number 'd with her friends; For she distinguishes the good and wise.
38. oldal - Dear knight of Plympton, teach me how To suffer, with unruffled brow, And smile serene, like thine ; The jest uncouth or truth severe, To such apply my deafest ear, And calmly drink my wine.
194. oldal - Hail, sylvan wonders, hail ! and hail the hand, Whose native taste thy native charms display'd, And taught one little acre to command Each envied happiness of scene, and shade. Is there a hill, whose distant azure bounds The ample range of Scarsdale's proud domain, A mountain hoar, that yon...
243. oldal - His lamp illumine, set his flames on fire. Yet still one bliss, one glory, I forbear, A darling friend whom near your heart you wear; That lovely youth, my lord, whom you must blame That I grow thus familiar with your name.