Lyra Elegantiarum: A Collection of Some of the Best Social and Occasional Verse by Deceased English Authors |
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To pass our tedious hours away , We throw a merry main : Or else at serious
ombre play ; But why should we in vain Each other's ruin thus pursue ? We were
undone when we left you . But now our fears tempestuous grow And cast our
hopes ...
To pass our tedious hours away , We throw a merry main : Or else at serious
ombre play ; But why should we in vain Each other's ruin thus pursue ? We were
undone when we left you . But now our fears tempestuous grow And cast our
hopes ...
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But prate , and talk , and play the fool . He said ' twas wealth gave joy and mirth ,
And that to be the dearest wife Of one , who labour'd all his life To make a mine of
gold his own , And not spend sixpence when he'd done , Was heaven upon ...
But prate , and talk , and play the fool . He said ' twas wealth gave joy and mirth ,
And that to be the dearest wife Of one , who labour'd all his life To make a mine of
gold his own , And not spend sixpence when he'd done , Was heaven upon ...
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To whom should I compose the lay , But her who listens when I play ? To whom
in song repeat my cares , But her who in my sorrow shares ? For whom should I
the garland make , But her who joys the gift to take , And boasts she wears it for ...
To whom should I compose the lay , But her who listens when I play ? To whom
in song repeat my cares , But her who in my sorrow shares ? For whom should I
the garland make , But her who joys the gift to take , And boasts she wears it for ...
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Thus Kitty , beautiful and young , And wild as colt untamed , Bespoke the fair from
whence she sprung , With little rage inflamed : Inflamed with rage at sad restraint
, Which wise mamma ordain'd , And sorely vex'd to play the saint , Whilst wit ...
Thus Kitty , beautiful and young , And wild as colt untamed , Bespoke the fair from
whence she sprung , With little rage inflamed : Inflamed with rage at sad restraint
, Which wise mamma ordain'd , And sorely vex'd to play the saint , Whilst wit ...
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My softest verse , my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Chloe noted
her desire , That I should sing , that I should play . My lyre I tune , my voice I raise
; But with my numbers mix my sighs : And while I sing Euphelia's praise , I fix my ...
My softest verse , my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Chloe noted
her desire , That I should sing , that I should play . My lyre I tune , my voice I raise
; But with my numbers mix my sighs : And while I sing Euphelia's praise , I fix my ...
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