The Muse's Mirror: Being a Collection of Poems ...J. Debrett, 1783 |
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... looks black , -come hither , Ned , 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 ...
... looks black , -come hither , Ned , 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 ...
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... look demure , or pouting lip ; Th ' amphibious creature apes . But hark ! he pours his liquid throat , And thrills Mingotti's treble note To the foft tinklings of the wire , ( Whilft the rapt eye is taught to roll , As the sweet air ...
... look demure , or pouting lip ; Th ' amphibious creature apes . But hark ! he pours his liquid throat , And thrills Mingotti's treble note To the foft tinklings of the wire , ( Whilft the rapt eye is taught to roll , As the sweet air ...
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... looks , when dreft ! But view her freed from this disguise , Stript of th ' unneceffary veft- ' Tis Beauty's felf before your eyes . How ftately doth my Laïs go ! With ftudied step , compos'dly flow : Superb , as fome tall mountain ...
... looks , when dreft ! But view her freed from this disguise , Stript of th ' unneceffary veft- ' Tis Beauty's felf before your eyes . How ftately doth my Laïs go ! With ftudied step , compos'dly flow : Superb , as fome tall mountain ...
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... to allure . " Her robe tuck'd up with nicest care- " But that's to fhew fhe's neat ; " And though her legs are half - way bare " She means to hide her feet . " But " But fee ! the turns to look behind , 58 THE MUSE'S MIRROUR .
... to allure . " Her robe tuck'd up with nicest care- " But that's to fhew fhe's neat ; " And though her legs are half - way bare " She means to hide her feet . " But " But fee ! the turns to look behind , 58 THE MUSE'S MIRROUR .
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" But fee ! the turns to look behind , " And laughs I'll take my oath ; " Come on - I'll warrant we shall find " The damfel nothing loth . " So up he march'd , and made his bow- No fooner off his hat , But , lover - like , he ' gan to ...
" But fee ! the turns to look behind , " And laughs I'll take my oath ; " Come on - I'll warrant we shall find " The damfel nothing loth . " So up he march'd , and made his bow- No fooner off his hat , But , lover - like , he ' gan to ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
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.