The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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8. oldal
... Thought thy foe ? Adieu , Ye midnight lamps ! ye curious tomes ! Mine eye o'er hills and valleys roams , And deals no more with Is it the clime you flee ? you . Yet midst his unremitting snows The poor Laponian's bosom glows , And ...
... Thought thy foe ? Adieu , Ye midnight lamps ! ye curious tomes ! Mine eye o'er hills and valleys roams , And deals no more with Is it the clime you flee ? you . Yet midst his unremitting snows The poor Laponian's bosom glows , And ...
31. oldal
... thought they love ! Ah , no ! from these the public sphere requires Example for its giddy bands ; From these impartial Heaven demands To spread the flame itself inspires ; To sift Opinion's mingled mass , Impress a nation's taste , and ...
... thought they love ! Ah , no ! from these the public sphere requires Example for its giddy bands ; From these impartial Heaven demands To spread the flame itself inspires ; To sift Opinion's mingled mass , Impress a nation's taste , and ...
33. oldal
... thought invade , Yet every worldly prospect cloy ? Lend me , soft Sloth ! thy friendly aid , And give me peace , debarr'd of joy . Lovest thou yon calm and silent flood , That never ebbs , that never flows , Protected by the circling ...
... thought invade , Yet every worldly prospect cloy ? Lend me , soft Sloth ! thy friendly aid , And give me peace , debarr'd of joy . Lovest thou yon calm and silent flood , That never ebbs , that never flows , Protected by the circling ...
36. oldal
... thoughts and accents form'd to sooth , Whose pleasing mien , and make refined , Whose artless breast , and polish'd mind , From all the nymphs of plain or grove Deserved and won my Plymouth's love ! THE DYING KID . Optima quæque dies ...
... thoughts and accents form'd to sooth , Whose pleasing mien , and make refined , Whose artless breast , and polish'd mind , From all the nymphs of plain or grove Deserved and won my Plymouth's love ! THE DYING KID . Optima quæque dies ...
49. oldal
... thoughts like these , Form'd to improve , and make e'en trifles please . A power like your minuter beauties warms , And yet can blast the most aspiring charms ; Thus , at the rays whence other objects shine , The taper sickens , and its ...
... thoughts like these , Form'd to improve , and make e'en trifles please . A power like your minuter beauties warms , And yet can blast the most aspiring charms ; Thus , at the rays whence other objects shine , The taper sickens , and its ...
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amid Amyntor ascending Sun Aurelius beams beauty behold beneath bless'd bliss bloom bosom breast bright charms cloud DAVID MALLET death delight distant Drury Lane DUKE OF MARLBOROUGH E'en earth fair fame Fancy fate fears fix'd flame flood flower fond gentle glow grace grove hand hear heart Heaven hill hour light lyre maid Mallet Marine Society Masque of Alfred morn mournful Muse Naiad Nature night numbers nymph o'er once pain pale peace pity plain Plutus praise pride rage Reason repose rise rose round scene serene shade shine shore SIEGE OF DAMASCUS sigh sight silence smile soft song soul sound spread stream swain sweet tear tempest tender thee thine thou thought toil truth vale vex'd virtue wave Western Isles wild WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wing wonder youth
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151. oldal - That face, alas! no more is fair, Those lips no longer red; Dark are my eyes, now closed in death, And every charm is fled. The hungry worm my sister is; This winding-sheet I wear: And cold and weary lasts our night, Till that last morn appear. But, hark! the cock has warned me hence; A long and last adieu ! Come see, false man, how low she lies, Who died for love of you.
65. oldal - Alas ! from the day that we met, What hope of an end to my woes? When I cannot endure to forget The glance that undid my repose. Yet time may diminish the pain: The flower, and the shrub, and the tree, Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain, In time may have comfort for me.
153. oldal - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it : it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
59. oldal - Twas with pain that she saw me depart. She gaz'd as I slowly withdrew; My path I could hardly discern: So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
98. oldal - The paper was, with great industry, circulated and dispersed; and he, for his seasonable intervention, had a considerable pension bestowed upon him, which he retained to his death.
70. oldal - Come listen to my mournful tale, Ye tender hearts and lovers dear ; Nor will you scorn to heave a sigh, Nor need you blush to shed a tear. And thou, dear Kitty, peerless maid, Do thou a pensive ear incline ; For thou canst weep at every woe, And pity every plaint — but mine. Young Dawson was a gallant...
61. oldal - t was a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd, Who would rob a poor bird of its young : And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue.
95. oldal - Malloch to English Mallet , without any imaginable reason of preference which the eye or ear can discover. What other proofs he gave of disrespect to his native country, I know not ; but it was remarked of him, that he was the only Scot whom Scotchmen did not commend.
35. oldal - Instruct one flower to please us more ? As vain it were, with artful dye To change the bloom thy cheeks disclose ; And oh may Laura, ere she try, With fresh vermilion paint the rose.
151. oldal - How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?