Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1797 |
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ACIS ACIS AND GALATEA am'rous arms BALLAD beauty beneath Blouzelind boasts bosom breast CALEB charms cheek Chloe Cloacina coach confest court cries crown'd cry'd dame damsels Daphnis Dean Swift dear Doris dreadful dy'd ECLOGUE Ev'n ev'ry Exeter Exchange eyes fair faithless fame fate fear flame flies flow'rs gen'rous Goltho Gondibert grace grief grove hand haste hath hear heart Heav'n honour JOHN GAY kiss lass lips lord lov'd lovers Lubberkin maid MELAN morn mourn Muse ne'er night numbers nymph o'er passion plain POLYPH pow'r praise pride Quadrille rage rose round rove scribbling crew shade shepherd shine show'rs sighs sing soft song soul sound strains streams streets sung swain sweet Molly swelling tears thee thou thro tongue tow'rs town trembling Twas Ulfinore verse Virg vows wanton warm wind youth
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116. oldal - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
90. oldal - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change, as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
x. oldal - Life is a jest, and all things show it, I thought so once, but now I know it, with what more you may think proper.
40. oldal - The proper implements for wintery ways ; Has taught the walker, with judicious eyes, To read the various warnings of the skies : Now venture, Muse, from home to range the town, And for the public safety risk thy own.
4. oldal - O'er our parch'd tongue the rich metheglin glides, And the red dainty trout our knife divides. Sad melancholy ev'ry visage wears; What, no election come in seven long years! Of all our race of Mayors, shall Snow alone Be by Sir Richard's dedication known ? Our streets no more with tides of ale shall float, Nor cobblers feast three years upon one vote. Next morn, twelve miles led o'er th' unbounded plain, Where the cloak'd shepherd guides his fleecy train.
xix. oldal - To frame the little animal, provide All the gay hues that wait on female pride: Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire The shining bellies of the fly require: The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail, Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail. Each gaudy bird some slender tribute brings, And lends the growing insect proper wings : Silks of all colours must their aid impart, And every fur promote the fisher's art.
42. oldal - Be sure observe the signs, for signs remain, Like faithful landmarks, to the walking train.
141. oldal - I threw into the flame, And to each nut I gave a sweetheart's name ; This* with the loudest bounce me sore amazed, That in a flame of brightest colour blazed.
51. oldal - With her spread petticoat to fence the storm. Does not each walker know the warning sign, When wisps of straw depend upon the twine Cross the close street; that then the paver's art Renews the ways, deny'd to coach and cart?
62. oldal - Whose straiten'd bounds encroach upon the Strand ; Where the low penthouse bows the walker's head, And the rough pavement wounds the yielding tread ; Where not a post protects the narrow space, And strung in twines combs dangle in thy face ; Summon at once thy courage, rouse thy care, Stand firm, look back, be resolute, beware. Forth issuing from steep lanes, the collier's steeds Drag the black load ; another cart succeeds, Team follows team, crowds heap'd on crowds appear, And wait impatient till...