A select collection of poems: with notes [by J. Nichols]. |
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... thou more fair O lovely boy , prefume not on thy form ; The fairest flowers are subject to a ftorm : Thou both difdain'ft my person and my flame , Without fo much as asking who I am ! How rich in heifers , all as white as fnow , Or ...
... thou more fair O lovely boy , prefume not on thy form ; The fairest flowers are subject to a ftorm : Thou both difdain'ft my person and my flame , Without fo much as asking who I am ! How rich in heifers , all as white as fnow , Or ...
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... thou once in cottages delight , And love , like me , to wound the flag in flight ! Where wholefome mallows grow our kids to drive , And in our fongs with Pan himself to strive ! From Pan the reed's firft ufe the shepherd knew , ' Tis ...
... thou once in cottages delight , And love , like me , to wound the flag in flight ! Where wholefome mallows grow our kids to drive , And in our fongs with Pan himself to strive ! From Pan the reed's firft ufe the shepherd knew , ' Tis ...
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... thou art , and homely , Corydon , Nor will Alexis with thy gifts be won : Nor canft thou hope , if gifts his mind could sway , That rich Iölas would to thee give way . agree . Ah me ! while I fond wretch indulge my dreams , Winds blast ...
... thou art , and homely , Corydon , Nor will Alexis with thy gifts be won : Nor canft thou hope , if gifts his mind could sway , That rich Iölas would to thee give way . agree . Ah me ! while I fond wretch indulge my dreams , Winds blast ...
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... thou ftand'ft in need . Fall to thy labour , quit the peevish boy ; Time , or fome new defire , fhall this destroy . THE SAME ECLOGUE * , BY MR . THOMAS CREECHt . ALEXI S. YOUNG OUNG Corydon , hard fate ! an humble fwain , Alexis lov'd ...
... thou ftand'ft in need . Fall to thy labour , quit the peevish boy ; Time , or fome new defire , fhall this destroy . THE SAME ECLOGUE * , BY MR . THOMAS CREECHt . ALEXI S. YOUNG OUNG Corydon , hard fate ! an humble fwain , Alexis lov'd ...
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... thou more fair O lovely boy , prefume not on thy form ; The fairest flowers are subject to a storm : Thou both diídain'ft my perfon and my flame , Without fo much as afking who I am ! How rich in heifers , all as white as fnow , Or ...
... thou more fair O lovely boy , prefume not on thy form ; The fairest flowers are subject to a storm : Thou both diídain'ft my perfon and my flame , Without fo much as afking who I am ! How rich in heifers , all as white as fnow , Or ...
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Amyntas arms beauty beſt bleft boaſt breaſt cauſe Ceyx charms Corydon Cyrene dear death defign defires defpair delight earth ECLOGUE Ev'n eyes facred fafe fair fame fate fatire fear feas fecond feeks feem feen fenfe fhades fhall fhepherd fhew fhould fighs fight filent fince fing fire firft firſt flame foft fome fongs foul fpread fpring ftill fuch fure fwain fweet fwelling Gods greateſt grief groves Guife heart Heaven himſelf juft juſt laft laſt lefs live loft lov'd lover MENAL CAS moft moſt mourn Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er numbers nymphs o'er Orinda Ovid paffion pain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poems poet praiſe prefent Procris purſue rage raiſe reft rife ſhall ſhe ſtill ſtreams ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand TIBULLUS tuneful Tyrian purple verfe verſe whofe youth
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Page 55 - AH, how sweet it is to love! Ah, how gay is young Desire ! And what pleasing pains we prove When we first approach Love's fire ! Pains of love be sweeter far Than all other pleasures are. Sighs which are from lovers blown Do but gently heave the heart: E'en the tears they shed alone Cure, like trickling balm, their smart.
Page 55 - When passion is decay'd? We lov'd, and we lov'd, as long as we could, Till our love was lov'd out in us both; But our marriage is dead, when the pleasure is fled: 'Twas pleasure first made it an oath.
Page 213 - ONLY tell her that I love: Leave the rest to her and Fate: Some kind planet from above May perhaps her pity move: Lovers on their stars must wait. — Only tell her that I love! Why, O why should I despair!
Page 115 - A sigh or tear, perhaps, she'll give, But love on pity cannot live. Tell her that hearts for hearts were made, And love with love is only paid.
Page 55 - Twas Pleasure first made it an Oath. If I have Pleasures for a Friend, And farther love in store, What wrong has he whose joys did end, And who cou'd give no more?
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Page 116 - Court-Prospect," in which many of the principal nobility are very handsomely complimented, is called by Jacob " an excellent piece ;" and of his other poems he adds, " that they are all remarkable for the purity of their diction, and the harmony of their numbers.
Page 214 - Christian Hero." On the accession of queen Anne, he was made a lieutenant-general of the forces in Holland.
Page 115 - A cupola was defigned 30 feet higher than the roof, which would have been feen at fea; and a ftreet was intended leading from the Weft end of the cathedral to the centre of the front. The length of the whole is 328 feet. A park was alfo...
Page 118 - I now begin to experience how much the mind may be influenced by the body. My Muse is confined, at present, to a weak and sickly tenement; and the winter season will go near to overbear her, together with her household. There are storms and tempests to beat her down, or frosts to...