The Muse's Mirror: Being a Collection of Poems ...J. Debrett, 1783 |
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6. oldal
... JEU LOVE . D'ESPRIT : LATONIC LOVE ! —a pretty name PLATONI For that romantic fire , Where fouls confefs a mutual flame , Devoid of loose defire . If If this new doctrine once prove true , I own 6 THE MUSE'S MIRROUR .
... JEU LOVE . D'ESPRIT : LATONIC LOVE ! —a pretty name PLATONI For that romantic fire , Where fouls confefs a mutual flame , Devoid of loose defire . If If this new doctrine once prove true , I own 6 THE MUSE'S MIRROUR .
7. oldal
If this new doctrine once prove true , I own it fomething odd is , That lovers fhould each other view , As if they wanted bodies ! If fpirits thus can live embrac❜d , The union may be lasting , But faith ' tis hard the mind fhou'd ...
If this new doctrine once prove true , I own it fomething odd is , That lovers fhould each other view , As if they wanted bodies ! If fpirits thus can live embrac❜d , The union may be lasting , But faith ' tis hard the mind fhou'd ...
18. oldal
... true , then much I fear , Left you , by fupercilious air , Should give the knight offence ; For learn this precious truth from me , Pride and contempt but ill agree With modesty and fenfe . Think then , before the knot be tied , If you ...
... true , then much I fear , Left you , by fupercilious air , Should give the knight offence ; For learn this precious truth from me , Pride and contempt but ill agree With modesty and fenfe . Think then , before the knot be tied , If you ...
32. oldal
... true bloom of Hyfon tea ; But nauseates filthy ratafia , And citron's horrid fmell . In gentle rills his waters fall ; He never spouts against the wall , Like low bred porters , filthy bears ; He fhudders at the indecent joke , When ...
... true bloom of Hyfon tea ; But nauseates filthy ratafia , And citron's horrid fmell . In gentle rills his waters fall ; He never spouts against the wall , Like low bred porters , filthy bears ; He fhudders at the indecent joke , When ...
36. oldal
... er improve past forty - five , And ventur'd to affert it ; The obfervation was not new , But feem'd to me so just and true , That none cou'd controvert it . 6. No , " No , Sir , " fays Johnson , " 36 THE MUSE'S MIRROUR .
... er improve past forty - five , And ventur'd to affert it ; The obfervation was not new , But feem'd to me so just and true , That none cou'd controvert it . 6. No , " No , Sir , " fays Johnson , " 36 THE MUSE'S MIRROUR .
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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.