 | Ambrose Philips - 1725 - 324 pages
...fweet, And made the Scarlet pale 1 And why did I, young witlefs Maid, Believe the flattering Tale ? That Face alas ! no more is fair ; Thefe Lips no longer red, Dark are mine Eyes now clos'd in Death, And ev'ry Charm is fled. The hungry Worm my Sifter is ; This Winding-Sheet... | |
 | Ballads, English - 1725 - 328 pages
...fweet, And made the Scarlet pale 1 And why did I, young witlefs Maid, Believe the flattering Tale 1 That Face alas ! no more is fair ; Thefe Lips no longer red, Dark are mine Eyes now clos'd in Death, And ev'ry Charm is fled. The hungry Worm my Sifter is ; This Winding-Sheet... | |
 | David Mallet - English poetry - 1728 - 88 pages
...Believe the flattering Tale? That That Face, alas ! no more is Fair ; Thofe Lips no longer Red : Bark are my Eyes, now clos'd in Death, And every Charm is fled. The hungry Worm my Sifter is ; This Winding Sheet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our Night, Till that Laft Morn appear.... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1733 - 398 pages
...was fweet, And made the fcarletpale? And why did I, young witlefs maid, Believe the flatt'ring tale ? That face, alas! no more is fair ; Thefe lips no longer...: Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every cnarm is fled. The hungry worm my fifter is ; This winding-flieet I wear : And cold and weary lafts... | |
 | David Mallet - English poetry - 1759 - 228 pages
...witlefs maid ! Believe the flattering tale ? * 3 XII. That XII. That face, alas ! no more is fair ; Thole lips no longer red : Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. xra. The hungry worm my fijier is ; This 'winding jbeet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night,... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1762 - 506 pages
...fweet,. And made the fcarlet pale ? And why did J, yoang witlefs maid, Believe the flhtt'ring tale ? That face, alas ! no more is fair ; Thefe lips no...longer red ; Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And ev'ry charm is fled. The hungry worm my fifter is ; This winding- fhcct I wear : And cold and weary... | |
 | Moses Mendez - English poetry - 1770 - 334 pages
...I, ydiing witkfs maid, Believe the flattering talc ! XII. That face, alas ! no more is fair ; Thofe lips no longer red : Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. XIII. The hungry worm my fifler is ; This winding fheet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - English poetry - 1779 - 702 pages
...'Believe the flattering taic ? XII. That XII., That face, alas', no more is air Thofe lips no longer redi Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. \ XIII. The hungry worm my frfter is ; This winding-meet I weari And cold and weary lafts our night,... | |
 | English poetry - 1782 - 516 pages
...young witlefs maid, • Believe the flatt'ring tale ! ' That face, alas ! no more is fair, ' Thofe lips no longer red ; ' Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, ' And ev'ry charm is fled. ' The hungry worm my fitter is ; ' This winding-flieet I wear; * And cold and... | |
 | Blackbird - 1783 - 172 pages
...fweet, And made the fcarlet pale ? And why did I, young witlefs maid, Believe the flatt'ring tale ? That face, alas ! no more is fair, Thefe lips no longer...death ; And every charm is fled. The hungry worm my finer is ; This winding fheet I wear ; And cold and dreary lafts our night, J Till tha.t laft morn... | |
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I wear: And cold and weary lasts our night, Till that last morn appear. But hark! — the cock has warn'd me hence; A long and late adieu! Come, see, false man, how low she lies, Who dy'd for love of you. 
